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BIBLE HABPf^ 



BEING A 

COLLECTION OF OLD, FAMILIAR AND FAVORITE 

PSALMS, HYMNS, AND SPIRITUAL SONGS, 

IN THEIR ORIGINAL FORM, WITH A 

NUMBER OF SELECT AND 

NEW COMPOSITIONS, 

INTENDED FOR USE IN 



RELIGIOUS CONFERENCES, PRAYER MEETINGS 
FAMILY WORSHIP, PRIVATE DEVOTIONS, 
SOCIAL CIRCLES, PASTORAL DONA- 
TION VISITS, TEMPERANCE 
GATHERINGS, &C, 



J. G. PERRY, 



FOB MANY YEARS A 



" O come, let us sing unto the Lord."~Ps. xcv. 1. 
"Teaching and admonishing one another in Psalms, and 
Hymns, and Spiritual Songs."— Col. iii, 16. 



NEW YORK: 

SHELDON AND COMPANY. 

BOSTON: GOULD & LINCOLN. 

CHICAGO : CHURCH &L GOODMAN. 

1869. 










Entered according to 
Act of Congress in the year of our Lord, A.D. , 1869, 

by John Gould Perry, 
in the Clerk's office for the District of Rhode Island. 



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X. 




INTRODUCTION. 



Believing sacred music an essential part of 
religions worship and indispensable to the attain- 
ments of the best results of religious conferences* 
prayer meetings, family devotions, temperance 
gatherings, social circles, pastoral donation vis- 
its, &c, as well as public worship, we deem no 
other apology necessary for publishing this work, 
There are those however who have long desired a 
work of this character, and who, we believe, will 
hail its appearance with pleasure. The author has 
taken special pains throughout the volume, and in 
connection with those old familiar choice pieces, 
of "lofty cheer," that our parents loved, has in- 
troduced such other pieces of later date, as are 
in popular use, and have won their way to the 
hearts of Christians, together with some new and 
original religious compositions and popular tem- 
perance songs. He has carefully examined the 
best works of the kind extant, and made use of 
such pieces as seemed best adapted to his purpose, 
and to the authors and all contributing friends 
and assistants he hereby tenders his acknowledg- 
ments. One of the principle objects of the author 
in this work has been to save those old poetic 
reminiscences of the past from entire loss, and 
preserve them in their original form, as near as 
possible, not only for the good they have done, but 
for that they may yet do, and he has expended much 
time and labor to procure some of the oldest and 
best of them, as they had become almost entirely 
obsolete and out of print, and cannot now be found 
in any other work but this, and it is hoped that 
their insertion here, and the work generally will 



iv INTRODUCTION". 

give pleasure to the lovers of spiritual sentiment 
in sacred songs, such as will be found in these old, 
familiar, and choice " new light" pieces, which 
have so often cheered the hearts of our fathers 
and mothers, and which they cherished as heav- 
enly Christian treasures, and which have often 
proved the golden key of prayer in song to unlock 
heaven, and bring it down to earth, and caused 
Christians to sit together as in heavenly places. 
This work contains the largest and choicest variety 
of pieces, generally inserted at full length, so 
that every favorite piece or verse may be found in 
it. Excepting some new and old standard music 
in the last part of this book, to select from for such 
new hymns and other pieces as are not generally 
known, the work is published without any set or oth- 
er music as the tunes in which most of the pieces 
are sung are so well known and established that 
some person in every place will be able to start 
them, and they will need only to be started to be 
6ung generally, without being confined to notes. 
Singers can so better enter into the spirit of the 
words, make them their own, sing with better effect, 
and are saved this unnecessary matter. These old 
soul-stirring pieces have, for a long time, been in 
P-opular use, and it is hoped, under Divine Provi- 
dence, will become more so than ever, and that 
this effort will tend to elevate and improve the 
character of the singing in our meetings for devo- 
tional, temperance, and social purposes. If we 
have to any extent succeeded in these accomplish- 
ments we shall feel u that we have not labored in 
vain.*' With the hope and prayer that it may con- 
duce to these objects, the conversion of souls, and 
spriritual advancement of travellers on the " way 
to Zion," it is sent forth on its mission. 
Kingston, B. L, Jan. 1869. J. Q. PERRY. 



TESTIMONIALS. 



The following is from Rev. Nathan A Reed, 
formerly Pastor of the first Baptist Church in 
South Kingstown, R. L, and now Pastor in 
Michigan. 

Mr. J. G-. Perry, Dear Sir, 

I have examined your collection of Hymns with 
considerable care, and rejoice that you have de- 
termined to secure the publication of these hymns 
which have so long been enshrined in the hearts 
of many who love our Lord Jesus Christ. No one 
can doubt but that they contain the sentiments of 
a true religious experience, and associated, as they 
are, with some of the sweetest seasons of holy en- 
joyment ; it is but just to expect that they will add 
life and spirituality to our prayer and conference 
meetings, I think that your object has been suc- 
cessfully attained, and therefore commend the 
volume to all who love the prayer and conference 
room. 

The following is from the lamented Eev. Dr. 
Jackson, for many years Pastor of the Central 
Baptist Church in Newport, R. I., and President 
of the Rhode Island Baptist State Convention, on 
examination of the manuscript prior to his death. 

With the merit and utility of the "Bible Harp," 
I am favorably impressed ; it being a collection of 
Hymns adapted to social religious meetings, with 
an addition of appropriate songs for Temperance 
occasions, both select and original. In this book 
the author has done much to awaken a deeper inter- 
est in our social gatherings, and to ensure a better 
entertainment than has been heretofore furnished. 
And I do therefore commend the ''Bible Harp" to 
the examination and adoption of all who sym- 
pathize in social worship and popular association. 



VI TESTIMONIALS. 

The following is from Rev. J. H, Baker, Pastor 
of 2nd Baptist Church in South Kingstown, R. I. 

Believing that singing is an important part of 
diviue worship, and that the good old hymns 
which our fathers sung, should be preserved un- 
ruutilated, and used to inspire the devotional feel- 
ings of the pious in their social meetings. I there- 
fore highly approve of the design of Mr. John 
G. Perry", of Kingston, R. I., in publishing a col- 
lection of these sweet songs of Zion. He has long 
led the devotions of the sanctuary in the public 
services of the Sabbath, and also in the meetings 
for conference and prayer; I therefore hope his 
efforts will be crowned with success in contribut- 
ing to increase a love for sacred music, and the 
spirit of genuine piety in the churches. 



The following is from Rev. Dr. A. G-. Palmer, 

Pastor of the first Baptist Church, Stonington, Conn. 

J. G. Perry, Dear Sir, 

I am delighted with your "Bible Harp" col- 
lection for Prayer and Conference Meetings. — 
I think it will supply a want long felt — a want 
which the many excellent books have failed to 
meet. I hope you will be able to make the list of 
the old "New Light'' hymns as complete as pos- 
sible. They have in them the spirit and power of 
a true worship, and "when sung with the spirit 
and the understanding" are far more effective for 
the edification of God's people than much of our 
more finished modern Psalmody. 



I have examined the "-Bible Harp," and freely 
and fully endorse the foregoing testimonials with 
reference thereto. Christopher Rhodes, 

Pastor Stanton Street Baptist Church 
New York City. 



INTRODUCTORY HYMN. 
1. Bible Harp. 1?. M!. 

1 " Sound forth in tuneful numbers," 

Bible Harp! 
Wake Zion from her slumbers, 

Bible Harp ! 
Arouse each drowsy soul; 
"Sweetly by the Spirit's power 
Brighten every gloomy hour 

With soft control." 

2 Her sons that shone so brightly, 

Bible Harp ! 
And daughters once so cheerily, 

Bible Harp ! 
Go bid them not give o'er; 
"But when cares are changing, trying, 
May thy music round them sighing, 

Sweet joys restore." 

3 We love thy songs of gladness, 

Bible Harp ! 
Of Jesus' love and dying grace, 

Bible Harp! 
Then pour thy welcome verse, 
Let it rise from earth to heaven, 
Every morn and every even', 

Till all rejoice. 

Parody by J. G. Terry. 



8 BIBLE HARP. 

&. Love of God. O. M. 

1 Awake my harp and tongue to sing 

The theme of love divine, 
The love of God, our heavenly King, 
My father's God and mine. 

2 Most blessed theme on which to dwell, 

For thou thy Son didst give, 
Our souls to save from sin and hell, 
That they with thee might live. 

3 wondrous love, us to redeem, 

Poor rebels vile and lost; 
Amazing pity, thus to deem 
Poor sinners, worth such cost. 

4: Thy love, God, deserves all praise — 
Harp, lift thy voice on high, 
And sing aloud to endless days, 
God's love, that brought us nigh. 

Rev. I. M. Church. 



BLESSED SCRIPTURES. 

3. Precious Bible. 8Si 

1 Precious Bible, what a treasure 
Does the word of God afford; 

All I want for life or pleasure, 

Food and medicine, shield and sword; 

Let the world account me poor, 

Having this I need no more. 



BIBLE HARP. 9 

2 Food, to which the world's a stranger 

Here my hungry soul enjoys; 
Of excess there is no danger, 

Though it fills, it never cloys; 
On a dying Christ I feed, 
He is meat and drink indeed. 

3 When my faith is faint and sickly, 

Or when Satan wounds my mind, 
Cordials to revive me quickly, 

Healing medicines here I find; 
To the promises I flee, 
Each affords a remedy 

4 In the hour of dark temptation, 

Satan cannot make me yield, 
For the word of consolation 

Is to me a mighty shield; 
While the scripture truths are sure, 
From his malice I'm secure. 

5 Vain his threats to overcome me, 

When I take the Spirit's sword; 
Then, with ease, I drive him from me, 

Satan trembles at his word. 
'Tis a sword for conquest made, 
Keen the edge and strong the blade. 

Newton. 

-i. My Bible leads to Glory. I 3 . M. 

1 My Bible leads to glory, my Bible leads 
to glory, 
My Bible leads to glory, ye followers of 
the Lamb. 



10 BIBLE HARP. 

Chorus. 
Sing on, pray on, ye followers of Inimanuel, 
Sing on, pray on, ye followers of the Lamb. 

2 Eeligion makes me happy, &c. 

3 I'm on my way to glory, &c. 

4 I'm fighting for a kingdom, &c. 

5 King Jesus is my Captain, &c. 

6 We'll have a shout in glory, &c. 

7 There we shall live forever, &c. 



CHARACTER AND OFFICES OF CHRIST. 

£5. Preciousness of Christ, l^s Sc O. 

1 How precious is the name, brethren sing, 

brethren sing, 
How precious is the name, brethren sing; 
How precious is the name of Chiist, our 

Paschal Lamb, 
Who bore our sin and shame on the tree, 

on the tree. 

2 I've given all for Christ, he's my all, he's 

my all, 
I've given all lor Christ, he's my all; 
I've given all for Christ and my spirit 

cannot rest 
Unless he's in my breast, reigning there, 

reigning there. 



BIBLE HAKP. 11 

3 His easy yoke I'll bear with delight, with 
delight, 

His easy yoke I'll bear, with delight; 

His easy yoke I'll bear, and his cross I will 
not fear, 

His name I will declare, evermore, ever- 
more. 

i I feel the love of God in my soul, in my 
soul, 
I feel the love of God in my soul; 
I feel the love of God in my heart, 'tis 

shed abroad, 
And I will serve my God here below, here 
below. 

Barby Litchfield. 



The Cross, the Sinner's Hope. 

1 Behold, behold the. Lamb' of God, 

On the cross, on the cross, 
For us he shed his precious blood, 

On the cross, on the cross ; 
hear his all important cry: 

"Eli lama sabachthani" ; 
Draw near and see your Saviour die, 

On the cross, on the cross. 

2 Behold his arms extended wide, 

On the cross, on the cross; 
Behold his bleeding hands and side, 
On the cross, on the cross; 



12 BIBLE HARP. 

The sun withholds its rays of light, 
The heavens are clothed in shades of 

night, 
While Jesns doth with demons fight, 
On the cross, on the cross. 

3 Come, sinners, see him lifted up, 

On the cross, on the cross ; 
He drinks for you the bitter cup, 

On the cross, on the cross; 
The rocks they rend the mountains quake. 
While Jesus doth atonement make, 
While Jesus suffers for our sake 

On the cross, on the cross. 

4 And now the mighty deed is done, 

On the cross, on the cross; 
The battle's fought, the victory's won, 

On the cross, on the cross; 
To heaven he turns his languid eyes, 
"Tis finished," now the Conqueror cries, 
Then bows his sacred head and dies, 

On the cross, on the cross. 

5 Where'er I go I'll tell the story, 

Of the cross, of the cross; 
In nothing else my soul shall glory, 

Save the cross, save the cross; 
Yea, this my constant theme shall be, 
Through time and in eternity, 
That Jesus tasted death for me, 

On the cross, on the cross. 

6 Let every mourner rise and cling 

To the cross, to the cross; 



BIBLE HABP. 13 

Let every Christian come and sing, 
Kound the cross, round the cross ; 

There let the preacher take his stand, 
And with the Bible in his hand, 

Declare the triumphs through the land 
Of the cross, of the cross. 



Y • Remembrance of Calvary. 6s Sc S«. 

1 Down from the willow bough 

My slumbering harp I'll take, 
And bid its silent strings 

To heavenly themes partake; 
How peaceful should its breathings be, 
Dear Saviour, when I sing of thee. 

2 Love, love on earth appears, 

The wretched throng his way, 
He beareth all their griefs, 

And wipes their tears away ; 
How soft and sweet the strains should be, 
"Whene'er I sing of Calvary. 

3 He saw me as he passed 

In hopeless sorrow lie, 
Condemned and doomed to death, 

And no salvation nigh ; 
0, long and loud the strains should be 
Whene'er I sing his love to me. 
i I die for thee, he said, 

Behold the cross arise, 
And lo, he bows his head, 

He bows his head and dies ; 
Soft, soft, my harp, thy breathing be, 
Here let me weep on Calvary. 



14 BIBLE HAEP, 

5 He Hves ! again he lives ! 
I hear the voice of love, 
He came to soothe my fears, 
And draws my soul above; 
0, joyful now the strain should be, 
When thus I sing of Calvary. 

Mrs. Sottthev, 

^- 11^ & &&* 

Delightful view of the character of Chris/. 

1 thou in whose presence my soul takes 

delight, 
On whom in affliction I call; 
My comfort by day and my song in the 

night, 
My hope, my salvation, my all. 

2 Where dost thou at noon-time resort with 

thy sheep, 
To feed in the pasture of love? 
For why in the valley of death should T 

weep, 
Or alone in the wilderness rove ? 

3 O why should I wander, an alien from thee. 

Or cry m the deserts for bread ? 
Thy foes will rejoice when my sorrows 
they see, 
And smile at the tears I have shed. 

4 Ye daughters of Zion, declare, have yon 

seen 
The star that on Israel shone; 
Say, if in your tents my beloved has been, 
Or where with his flocks he has gone. 

5 This is my beloved, his form is divine, 

His vestments shed odors around; 



BIBLE EAEP. 15 

The locks of his head are as grapes on the 
vine, 
When autumn with plenty is crowned 

6 The roses of Sharon the lilies that grow 

In vales, on the banks of the streams ; 
On his cheeks does the beauty of excel- 
lence glow, 
And his eyes are as quivers of beams, 

7 His voice as the sound of the Dulcimei 

sweet, 
Is heard through the shadow of death; 
The cedars of Lebanon bow at his feet, 
The air is perfumed with his breath. 

8 His lips as a fountain of righteousness 

flow, 
That waters the garden of grace ; 
From which their salvation the Gentiles 

shall know, 
And bask in the smiles of his face. 

9 Love sits on his eyelids and scatters de- 

light, 
Through all the bright mansions on 

high; 
Their faces the cherubims veil in his sight, 
And praise him with fulness of joy. 

10 He looks, and ten thousands of angels 

rejoice, 
And myriads wait for his word : 

He speaks, and eternity filled with his 

voice, 
Re-echoes the praise of the Lord, 



16 BIBLE HAEP. 

O. Christ crucified. O. ME. 

1 Behold the Saviour of mankind, 

Nailed to the shameful tree ; 
How vast the love that him inclined 
To bleed and die for me. 

2 Hark ! how he groans., while nature shakes, 

And earth's strong pillars bend; 
The temple's vail in sunder breaks, 
The solid marbles rend. 

3 'Tis done, the precious ransom 's paid, 

Receive my soul, he cries ; 
See where he bows his sacred head, 
He bows his head and dies. 

4 But soon he'll break death's iron chain, 

And in full glory shine ; 

Lamb of God, was ever pain, 
Was ever love like thine. 

lO. Christ's compassion, J§$. ME. 

1 Did Christ o'er sinners weep, 

And shall our cheeks be dry; 
Let floods of penitential grief 
Burst forth from every eye. 

2 The Son of God in tears 

The wondering angels see, 
Be thou astonished, O my soul, 
He shed those tears for thee. 

3 He wept that we might weep, 

Each sin demands a tear; 
In heaven alone no sin is found, 
And there's no weeping there. 

Beddome 



BIBLE HAKP. 17 

11. ^^ <& €5s. 

Tune. — Watcher* or Webb. 

1 We all must speak for Jesus, 

Who hath redemption wrought, 
Who gave us peace and pardon, 

Which by his blood he bought. 
We all must speak for Jesus, 

To show how much we owe 
To him who died to save us 

From death and endless woe. 

2 We all must speak for Jesus, 

The aged and the young, 
With manhood's fearless accents, 

With childhood's lisping tongue,. 
We all must speak for Jesus, 

His people far and near, 
The rich and poor together, 

The peasant and the peer. 

3 We all must speak for Jesus, . 

Where'er our lot may fall, 
Our brothers, sisters, neighbors, 

In cottage and in hall; 
We all must speak for Jesus, 

The world in darkness lies; 
With him against the mighty, 
Together we must rise. 
!££• Christ in the Garden. 11®. 

1 While nature was sinking in stillness to rest, 
And the last rays of daylight were dim in 

the west; 
O'er field by pale moonlight in lonely 

retreat, 
In deep meditation I wandered my feet. 



IS BIBLE HAEP. 

2 I passed a garden, I paused to hear 

A voice faint and plaintive from one kneel- 
ing there; 
The voice of the mourner affected my heart, 
While pleading in anguish the poor sin- 
ners part. 

3 In appealing to heaven his pitying prayer, 
He spake of the torments the sinner must 

bear; 
His life as a ransom he offered to give, 
That sinners redeemed in glory might live. 

4 I listened a moment, then turned me to see, 
"What man of compassion this stranger 

could be; 
When, lo ! I discovered, knelt on the cold 

ground, 
The loveliest being that ever was found. 

5 His mantle was wet with the dews of the 

night, 

His locks by pale moonlight were glisten- 
ing and bright; 

His eyes, bright as diamonds, to heaven 
were raised, 

While around him in grandeur stood 
angels amazed. 

6 So deep was his sorrow, so fervent his 

prayer, 
That down on his bosom rolled sweat, 

blood, and tears; 
I wept to behold him, and asked him his 

name, 
He answered— 'TIS JESUS, from heaven 

I came. 



BIBLE HABP. 19 

13. The Atonement. !P« M* 

1 Saw ye my Saviour, saw ye my Saviour, 
Saw ye my Saviour, the Lord ? 

O he died on Calvary 
To atone for you and me, 
And to purchase our pardon with blood. 

2 He was extended, he was extended, 
Painfully nailed to the cross ; 

There he bowed his head and died, 
There my Lord was crucified, 
To atone for a world that was lost. 

3 Jesus hung bleeding, Jesus hung bleeding, 
Three dreadful hours in pain; 

And the solid rocks were rent, 
Through creation's vast extent, 
When the Jews crucified the dear Lamb* 

4 Darkness prevailed, darkness prevailed, 
Day was concealed o'er the land; 

And the sun refused to shine, 
While his majesty divine 
Was derided, insulted and slain. 

5 When it was finished, when it was finished, 
And the atonement was made ; 

He was taken by the great, 
And embalmed in spices sweet, 
And was in a new sepulchre laid. 

6 Hail mighty Saviour, liail mighty Saviour, 
Prince, and the Author of Peace ; 

Soon he bursts the bands of death, 
And triumphant from the earth 
He ascended to mansions of bliss* 



20 BIBLE HAEP. 

7 There interceding, there interceding, 
Pleading that sinners may live ; 
Crying, see my hands and side, 
Father, I was crucified 
To redeem them. I pray thee forgive. 
1-i. Sufficiency of the Atonement. O . !M!. 

1 There is a fountain filled with blood, 

Brawn from Immanuel's veins, 
And sinners, plunged beneath that flood, 
Lose all their guilty stains. 

2 The dying thief rejoiced to see 

That fountain in his day, 
And there may I as vile as he 
Wash all my sins away* 

3 Dear dying Lamb, thy precious blood 

Shall never lose its power, 
Till all the ransomed Church of God 
Be saved to sin no more. 

4 E'er since by faith I saw the stream, 

Thy flowing wounds supply; 
Redeeming love has been my theme, 
And shall be till I die. 

5 Then in a nobler, sweeter song 

I'll sing thy power to save, 
When this poor lisping, stammering tongue 
Lies silent in the grave. Cowpeb. 

1£>. The Living Redeemer. L. !M!. 

1 I know that my Redeemer lives, 

What comfort this sweet sentence gives ; 

He lives, he lives, who once was dead, 

He lives, my everlasting head. 



BIBLE HAKP. 21 

2 He lives triumphant from the grave, 
He lives eternally to save, 

He lives all glorious in the sky, 
He lives exalted there on high. 

3 He lives to bless me with his love, 
He lives to plead for me above, 
He lives my hungry soul to feed, 
He lives to help in time of need. 

4 He lives, my kind and gracious friend, 
He lives and loves me to the end, 

He lives, and while he lives I'll sing, 
He lives, my Prophet, Priest, and King. 

5 He lives, all glory to his name, 
He lives, my Jesus, still the same; 
0, the sweet joy this sentence gives, 
I know that my Redeemer lives. 

1C5. Christ the Beloved. T'.S «§S ^ a 

1 My beloved, wilt thou own me, 

When my heart is all defiled; 
Though thy dying love has won me, 
Can I deem thee reconciled. 

2 My beloved pass before me, 

Never from my sight remove; % 

Many waters flowing o'er me, 
Cannot quench my burning love. 

3 My beloved now endue me, 

With thine own attractive charms; 
May thy spirit sweetly woo me, 
Fold me in thy sheltering arms. 

4 My beloved safely hide me 

In the drear and cloudy day; 



22 BIBLE HARP. 

Ere the windy storm has tried me, 
Hide rny trembling soul, I pray. 
5 My beloved kindly take me 
To thy sympathizing breast, 
Never, never more forsake me, 
Guide me to the land of rest. 

Mrs. Dana. 
17. P. M. 

Christ our Conductor and Protector. 

1 Dark and thorny is the desert, 

Through which pilgrims make their way, 
Yet beyond this vale of sorrow 

Lie the fields of endless day; 
Fiends loud howling through the desert, 

Make them tremble as they go, 
And the fiery darts of Satan 

Often bring their courage low. 

2 young soldiers are you weary 

Of the roughness of the way, 
Does your strength begin to fail you, 

And your vigor to decay? 
Jesus, Jesus will go with you, 

He will lead you to his throne; 
He who dyed his garments for you, 

And the wine-press trod alone. 

3 He, whose thunder shakes creation, 

He, who bids the planets roll, 
He, who rides upon the tempest, 

And whose sceptre sways the whole; 
Round him are ten thousand angels, 

Ready to obey command, 
They are always hovering round you 

Till you reach the heavenly land. 



BIBLE HARP. 23 

4 There on flowery hills of pleasure 

Lie the fields of endless rest, 
Love, and joy, and peace forever 

Reign and triumph in your breast; 
Who can paint the scenes of glory, 

Where the ransom' d dwell on high, 
There on golden- harps forever 

Sound redemption through the sky. 

Christ precious to the Believers. 

1 Thou, dear Redeemer, dying Lamb, 

We love to hear of thee ; 
No music like thy charming name, 
Nor half so sweet can be. 

2 O may we ever hear thy voice, 

In mercy to us speak ; 
And in our Priest will we rejoice, 
Thou great Melchisedec. 

3 Our Saviour shall be still our theme, 

While in this world we stay; 
We'll sing our Jesus' lovely name, 
When all things else decay. 

4: When we arrive in yonder cloud 
With all the favored throng, 
Then will we sing more sweet, more loud, 
And Christ shall be our song. 

Madans' Coll: 

lO. Christ the Rock. F. M. 

1 We've found the Rock, the travelers cried, 
Halle. Hallelujah; 
B 



U BIBLE HARP. 

The stone that all the prophets tried, 

Halle. Hallelujah. 
Come, children, drink the balmy dew, 

O Halle. Hallelujah, 
'Twas Christ that shed his blood for yon, 

Sing glory, Hallelujah. 

2 This costly mixture cnres the sonl, 
Which sin and gnilt had made so foul; 
O that yon would believe in God, 

And wash in Christ's most precious blood 

3 harken children, Christ is come, 
The bride is ready, let us run; 
I'm glad, I ever saw the day, 
That we have met to sing and pray. 

4 There's glory, glory in my soul, 
Come, mourner, feel the current roll; 
"Welcome, dear friends, this know to-night, 
It shines around with dazzling light. 

5 And in this light we'll soar away, 
Where there's no night, but open day; 
O children, children, bear the cross, 
And count the world below as dross. 

6 We'll bear the cross, and wear the crown, 
And by our Father's side sit down ; 

His grace will feed our hungry souls, 
While love divine eternal rolls. 

7 His fiery chariots make their way 
To welcome us to endless day, 
There glittering millions we shall join 
To praise the Prince of David's line. 



BIBLE HAEP. 25 

CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 

50. The Christian's Treasure. 3P. M!. 

1 Religion is a most glorious treasure, 

The purchase of a Saviour's love; 
It rills the soul with unbounded pleasure, 

And lifts the heart to things above. 
It soothes our fears and gives consolation, 

It smoothes the way o'er life's rough sea, 
'Tis gentle goodness and humble patience, 

This heavenly treasure mine shall be. 

2 How vain, how fleeting, how transitory 

This world with all its pomp and show, 
Its vain delight and delusive glory, 

I'd gladly leave them all below; 
But pure religion will last forever, 

And strengthened my glad heart shall be, 
While endless ages are onward rolling, 

This heavenly treasure mine shall be. 

3 This earthly temple is now dissolving, 

And mortal life will soon be o'er, 
These earthly cares and these scenes re- 
volving, 

Will pain my eyes and ears no more. 
But grace and heaven shall be my story, 

While I in Jesus such beauty see, 
'Tis meekness, goodness and life and glory, 

This heavenly treasure mine shall be. 

51. Heavenly joy on earth. ®. MI. 

1 Come we that love the Lord, 
And let our joys be known; 
Join in a song of sweet accord, 
And thus surround the throne. 



26 BIBLE HAKP. 

2 The sorrows of the mind 

Be banished from the place, 
Religion never was designed 
To make our pleasures less. 

3 Let those refuse to sing 

Who never knew the Lord ; 
But children of the heavenly King 
May speak their joys abroad. 

4 The hill of Zion yields 

A thousand sacred sweets, 
Before we reach the heavenly fields, 
Or walk the golden streets. 

5 Then let our songs abound, 

And every tear be dry; 
We're marching through Immanuel's ground, 
To fairer worlds on high. 

Watts. 

%£%£. Daily devotion encouraged. !§». 3MC, 

1 Let sinners take their course, 

And choose the road to death; 
But in the worship of my God 
I'll spend my daily breath. 

2 My thoughts address his throne, 

When morning brings the light; 
I seek his blessing every noon, 
And pay my vows at night. 

3 Thou wilt regard my cries, 

O my eternal God ; 
While sinners perish in surprise 
Beneath thy holy rod. 

Watts. 



BIBLE HAEP. 27 

££3. The Determination, ^s Sc T's. 

1 Glory to God that I have found 

The pearl of my salvation, 
We're marching through Immanuel's 
ground, 

Up to our heavenly station ; 
And I'm resolved to follow on, 

And never to forsake him, 
I'll always keep this narrow way, 

Till I do overtake him. 

2 Fear not, says Christ, ye little flock, 

Heirs of immortal glory, 
You are built upon the surest rock, 

And the kingdom lies before you ; 
Fight on, fight on, ye heirs of grace, 

And tell the pleasing story, 
I'm with my little flock always, 

And will bring them home to glory. 

^L. Early called. O. ML. 

1 In early life, while infant years 

Had scarcely gone from me, 
My precious Saviour then did speak, 
And called unto me. 

2 I hardly knew the one that called, 
The voice I faintly heard; 

Because it was so still and small, 
I did not know 'twas God. 

3 But as I listened to the voice, 
It louder seemed to sound, 

Until I fully was convinced, 
It came from God alone. 



28 BIBLE HAEP. 

4 The voice did speak of righteousness, 

Of the way that I should go ; 
It taught me that rny Saviour died, 
To save my soul from woe. 

5 Then I beheld that lovely form, 

A bleeding on the cross ; 
Then I did cry, Jesus save, 

save a sinner lost. 

6 At length a reformation came, 

And this was new to me, 
I wondered what it all should mean, 
And I would go and see. 

7 I went and heard the Gospel preach' d, 

1 felt its quickening power, 

I felt that God was in the place, 
And knocking at my door. 

8 My sinful heart and wicked pride 

Then barred my Saviour out; 
I was not willing for to yield, 
And turn myself about. 

9 All the young converts loved my soul, 

And took me by the hand, 
"With tender love invited me 
To join their little band. 

10 I tried to pray, my life was spared, 

God granted my request; 
Then I did think from day to day, 
I would my sins confess. 

11 God at this time did work by means 

To open my blind eyes, 
He caused repentance for to flow, 
And then he heard my cries. 



BIBLE HARP. 29 

12 I yielded to his sov'reign will, 

And gave my heart to God; 
Then peace did now into my soul 
Through Jesus' precious blood. 

13 The peaceful spirit like a dove, 

Then caused my lips to sing, 
And I was happy in his love, , 
And free from every sin. 

14 I loved my God, I loved his word, 

I loved his children too, 
I loved the blessed Saviour kind, 
I loved his will to do. 

15 I trust I then was born again, 

And felt the Spirit's power, 
And hope that I shall follow Christ 
Until my dying hour. 

S5o>. The Happiness of Religion. I*. 1ML. 

1 How happy is the man who has chosen 

wisdom's ways, 
And measured out his span to his God in 

prayer and praise ; 
His God and his Bible are all that he desires, 
To holiness of heart he continually aspires, 
In poverty he's happy, for he knows he 

has a Friend, 
Who never will forsake him, and on whom 

he can depend. 

2 He rises in the morning, with the lark he 

tunes his lays, 
And offers up his tribute to his God in 

prayer and praise, 
And then to his labors he cheerfully rexDairs, 



30 BIBLE HARP. 

In confidence believing that God will hear 

his prayers ; 
Whatever he engages in at home or abroad, 
His object is to honor and to glorify his God. 

3 In sickness, pain and sorrow he never will 

repine, 
While he is drawing nourishment from 

Christ the living vine ; 
When trouble presses heavily, he leans on 

Jesus' breast, 
And in his precious promises he finds a 

quiet rest; 
The yoke of Christ is easy, and his burden 

always light, 
He lives, nor is he weary, till Canaan heaves 

in sight. 

4 'Tis thus you have his history, through 

life, from day to day, 
Keligion is no mystery, with him 'tis a 

beaten way, 
And when upon his pillow he lieth down 

to die, 
In hope he rejoices, for he knows his God 

is nigh; 
And when life's lamp is flickering, his soul 

on wings of love, 
He's away to realms of glory there to reign 

with Christ above. 

£SO. The Benefits of Humiliation. 9s. 
1 Low down in the beautiful valley 
Where love crowns the meek and the lowly, 
Where loud storms of envy and folly 
May roll on their billows in vain. 



BIBLE HARP. 31 

2 This low vale is far from contention, 
There's no soul can dream of dissension; 
No dark wiles of evil invention 

Can find out these regions of peace. 

3 The low soul in humble subjection 
Shall there find unshaken protection, 
The soft gales of cheering reflection, 
The mind soothes in sorrow and pain. 

4 O there, there the Lord will deliver, 
And souls drink of this beautiful river, 
Which flows peace forever and ever, 
"Where love and joy will always increase. 

2^. Debtor to Grace. ^»s &. ^ig. 

1 Come thou fount of every blessing, 
Tune my heart to sing thy praise, 
Streams of mercy never ceasing, 

Call for songs of loudest praise ; 
Teach me some melodious sonnet, 

Sung by flaming tongues above, 
Praise the mount I'm fixed upon it, 

Mount of God's redeeming love. 

2 Here I raise mine Ebenezer, 

Hither by thy help I'm come, 
And I hope by thy good pleasure 

Safely to arrive at home ; 
Jesus sought me when a stranger 

Wandering from the fold of God, 
He to rescue me from danger, 

Interposed his precious blood. 

3 0, to grace how great a debtor, 

Daily I'm constrained to be, 



32 BIBLE HARP. 

Let thy goodness like a fetter 

Bind my wandering heart to thee ; 

Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it, 
Prone to leave the God I love; 

Here's my heart, O take and seal it, 
Seal it for thy courts above. 

Robinson. 



%£&• The joyful Travelers. T^s 

1 Children of the heavenly King, 
As we journey let us sing, 

Sing our Saviour's worthy praise, 
Glorious in his works and ways. 
Chorus. — how happy we shall be, 

"When we've gained the victory, 

Victory, victory, 
"When we've gained the victory. 

2 We are traveling home to God, 
In the way our father's trod; 
They are happy now, and we 
Soon their happiness shall see. 

Victory, &c. 

3 ye banished seed be glad, 
Christ, our advocate, is made 
Us to save, our flesh assumes, 
Brother, to our souls becomes. 

Victory, &c. 
1 Fear not, brethren, joyful stand 
On the borders of our land: 
Jesus Christ, our Father's Son 
Bids us undismayed go on. 

Victory, &c. 






BIBLE HARP. 33 

5 Lord ! obediently we'll go, 
Gladly leaving all below; 
Only thou our leader be, 
And we still will follow thee. 

Victory, &c. Cennick. 

Forsaking all for Christ. 

1 Jesus, I my cross have taken, 

All to leave and follow thee, 
Naked, poor, despised, forsaken, 

Thou from hence my all shall be ; 
Perish every fond ambition, 

All I've sought, or hoped, or known, 
Yet, how rich is my condition, 

God and heaven are still my own. 

2 Let the world despise and leave me, 

They have left my Saviour too, 
Human hearts and looks deceive me, 

Thou art not, like them, untrue. 
And while thou shalt smile upon me, 

God of wisdom, love, and might, 
Foes may hate, and friends disown me : 

Show thy face, and all is bright. 

3 Go, then, earthly fame and treasure, 

Come, disaster, scorn and pain, 
In thy service pain is pleasure, 

With thy favor loss is gain ; 
I have called thee Abba Father, 

I have set my heart on thee, 
Storms may howl, and clouds may gather, 

All must work for good to me. 
C 



31 BIBLE HARP. 

4 Haste thee on from grace to glory, 

Armed by faith, and winged by prayer, 
Heaven's eternal days before thee, 

God's Own hand shall guide thee there; 
Soon shall close thy earthly mission, 

Soon shall pass thy pilgrim days, 
Hope shall change to glad fruition, 
Faith to sight and prayer to praise. 
Grant. 

30» Walking with God. O. M. 

1 O, for a closer walk with God, 

A calm and heavenly frame, 

A light to shine upon the road, 

That leads me to the Lamb. 

2 "Where is the blessedness I knew, 

When first I saw the Lord ; 
Where is the soul refreshing view 
Of Jesus and his word. 

3 "What peaceful hours I once enjoyed, 

How sweet their memory still; 
But now I feel an aching void, 
This world can never fill. 

4 Beturn, O holy dove, return, 

Sweet messenger of rest, 
I hat? the sins that made thee mourn. 
And drove thee from my breast. 

5 The dearest idol I have known, 

Whate'er that idol be; 
Help me to tear it from thy throne, 
And worship only thee. 

6 So shall my walk be close with God. 

Calm and serene my frame; 



BIBLE HARP. 35 

So purer light shall mark the road, 
That leads me to the Lamb. 

Cowpek. 

31. L. M. Do-nlble. 

The Star of Bethlehem. 

1 "When marshalled on the nightly plain 

The glittering host bestud the sky, 
One star alone of all the train 

Can fix the sinner's wandering eye. 
Hark ! hark ! to God the chorus breaks 

From every host, from every gem, 
But one alone, the Saviour speaks, 

It is the star of Bethlehem. 

2 Once on the raging seas I rode, 

The storm was loud, the night was dark, 
The ocean yawned, and rudely blowed 

The wind that tossed my foundering 
bark; 
Deep horror then my vitals froze, 

Death struck, I ceased the tide to stem, 
"When suddenly a star arose, 

It was the star of Bethlehem. 

3 It was my guide, my light, my all, 

It bade my dark forebodings cease, 
And through the storm and dangerous 
thrall. 
It led me to the port of peace; 
Now safely moored, my perils o'er, 

I'll sing first in night's diadem 
For ever, and for evermore 

The star, the star of Bethlehem. 

H. K. White. 



36 BIBLE HARP. 

3^. H,. M. 

The loving kindness of God. 

1 Awake my soul in joyful lays, 

And sing the great Redeemer's praise; 
He justly claims a song from me, 
His loving kindness, O how free ! 

2 When troubles like a gloomy cloud 
Have gathered thick and thundered loud, 
He near my soul has always stood, 

His loving kindness, O how good ! 

3 Often I feel my sinful heart 
Prone from my Jesus to depart; 
But though I have him oft forgot, 
His loving kindness changes not. 

4 Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale, 
Soon all my mortal powers must fail; 

! may my last expiring breath 
His loving kindness sing in death. 

5 Then let me mount and soar away 
To the bright world of endless day, 
And sing with rapture and surprise 
His loving kindness in the skies. 

Medley. 

33. The praises of God. O. M. 

1 Through all the changing scenes of life, 

In trouble and in joy, 
The praises of my God shall still 
My heart and tongue employ. 

2 Of his deliverance I will boast, 

Till all who are distressed, 



BIBLE HAEP 37 

From my example comfort take 
And charm their griefs to rest. 

3 The host of God encamp around 

The dwelling of the just, 

Deliverance he affords to all 

Who on his succor trust. 

4 make but trial of his love, 

Experience will decide: 
How blest they are, and only they, 
Who in his truth confide, 

5 Fear him, ye saints, and you will then 

Have nothing else to fear ; 
Make you his service your delight, 
He'll make your wants his care. 

Tate & Brady. 

3^4. The Beautiful World. J?. M. 

1 We're going home, we've had visions 

bright 
Of that holy land, that world of light, 
Where the long, dark night of time is past, 
And the morn of eternity dawns at last; 
Where the weary saint no more shall roam, 
But dwell in a happy, peaceful home : 
Where the brow with sparkling gems is 

crowned, 
And the waves of bliss are flowing round. 
O, that beautiful world ! 0, that beautiful 

world ! 

2 We're going home, we soon shall be 
Where the sky is clear, and all are free; 
Where the victor's song floats o'er the 

plains, 



BIBLE HARP. 

And the seraph's anthems blend with its 

strains ; 
Where the sun rolls clown its brilliant 

flood, 

And beams on a world that is fair and 

good; 
Where stars once dimmed at nature's 

doom, 
Will ever shine o'er the new earth bloom. 
O, that beautiful world ! O, that beautiful 

world ! 
3 'Mid the ransomed throng, 'mid the seas 

of bliss : 
'Mid the holy city's gorgeousness; 
'Mid the verdant plains, 'mid angels cheer, 
'Mid the saints that round the throne 

appear: 
Where the conqueror's song as it sounds 

afar, 
Is wafted on the ambrosial air ; 
Through endless years we then shall prove, 
The depth of a Saviour's matchless love. 
0. that beautiful world ! 0, that beautiful 

world ! 

3**5. T's & 6s. 

Come, viy brethren, let us try. 

1 Come, my brethren, let us try 

For a little season; 
Every burden to lay by, 
Come and let us reason. 

2 What is this that casts you down ? 

What is this that grieves you ? 






BIBLE HAKP. 39 

Speak, and let the worst be known. 
Speaking may relieve you. 

Think on what the Saviour bore 

In the gloomy garden, 
Sweating blood at every pore, 

To procure our pardon. 

View him nailed to the tree, 
Bleeding, groaning, dying; 

See, he suffered this for thee, 
Therefore, be believing. 

36. && & 6s. 

The 'Pilgrim's happy lot. 

1 How happy is the Pilgrim's lot, 
How free from every anxious thought, 
From worldly hope and fear, 
Confined to neither court nor cell, 
His soul disdains on earth to dwell, 

He only sojourns here. 

2 This happiness in part is mine, 
Already saved from low design, 

From every creature love ; 
Blest with the scorn of finite good, 
My soul is lightened of its load, 

And seeks the things above. 

3 The things eternal I pursue, 
A happiness beyond the view ; 

O, those that basely pant 
For things by nature felt and seen, 
Their honors, wealth, and pleasure mean., 

I never have, nor want. 



40 BIBLE HABP. 

4 Nothing on earth I call my own, 
A stranger to the world unknown, 

I all their goods despise; 
I trample on their whole delight, 
And seek a city out of sight, 

A city in the skies. J. Wesley. 

3^. Not ashamed of Christ. JL*. !M!. 

1 Jesus ! and shall it ever be 

A mortal man ashamed of thee; 
Ashamed of thee whom angels praise, 
Whose glories shine through endless days. 

2 Ashamed of Jesus, sooner far 

Let evening blush to own her star ; 
He sheds the beams of light divine, 
O'er this benighted soul of mine. 

3 Ashamed of Jesus, just as s;>on 
Let midnight be ashamed of noon; 
'Tis midnight with my soul, till he, 
Bright morning star ! bid darkness flee. 

4 Ashamed of Jesus, that dear friend, 
On whom my hopes of heaven depend; 
No, when I blush, be this my shame, 
That I no more revere his name. 

5 Ashamed of Jesus, yes, I may, 
When I've no guilt to wash away, 
No tear to wipe, no good to crave, 
No fears to quell, no soul to save. 

6 Till then, nor is my boasting vain, 
Till then, I boast a Saviour slain; 
And, O, may this my glory be, 
That Christ is not ashamed of me. 

Grigg. 



BIBLE HABP. 41 

3£*. Good old. way. L. IMC. 

1 Lift up your heads, Immanuel's friends, 
And taste the pleasures Jesus sends ; 
Let nothing cause you to delay, 

But hasten on the good old way. 

2 Our conflicts here though great they be, 
Shall not prevent our victory, 

If we but watch, and strive, and pray, 
Like soldiers in the good old way. 

3 Though Satan may his power employ, 
Our peace and comfort to destroy; 
Yet never fear, we'll win the day, 
And shout and sing the good old way. 

d O, good old way, how good thou art, 
May none of us from thee depart; 
But may our actions always say, 
We're walking in the good old way. 

5 And when on Pisgah's top we stand, 
And view, by faith, the promised land; 
Then we will shout, and sing, and pray, 
And march along the good old way. 

6 When far beyond this mortal shore, 
We'll join with those who've gone before, 
And shout to think we gained the day, 
By walking in the good old way. 

*££>. Christian experience. L. JML* 

I When strangers stand and hear me tell. 
What beauties in my Saviour dwell ; 
Where he is gone they fain would know, 
That they may seek and find him too. 



42 BIBLE HARP. 

2 My best beloved keeps his throne 
On hills of light in worlds unknown ; 
But he descends and shows his face, 
In the young gardens of his grace. 

3 In vineyards, planted by his hand, 
Where fruitful trees in order stand, 
He feeds among the spicy beds, 
Where lilies show their spotless heads. 

4 He has engrossed my warmest love, 
No earthly charms, my soul can move; 
I have a mansion in his heart, 

Nor death, nor hell shall make us part. 

5 He takes my soul ere I'm aware, 
And shows me where his glories are; 
Nor ear hath heard, nor tongue can tell, 
What raptures in his presence dwell. 

6 may my spirit daily rise 

On wings of faith above the skies, 
Till death shall make my last remove, 
To dwell forever with my love. 



^trO. The Christian joys. O. M, 

1 My soul doth magnify the Lord, 

My spirit doth rejoice; 
In God, my Saviour and my King, 
I hear his joyful voice. 

2 I need not go abroad for joy 

When I've a feast at home, 
My sorrows are turned into songs, 
The Comrorter is come. 



BIBLE HABR 43 

3 Down from above, the blessed Dove 

Is come into my breast, 
To witness God's eternal love, 
This is my heavenly feast. 

4 This makes me, Abba Father, cry, 

With confidence of soul; 
It makes me cry, my Lord, my God, 
And that without control. 

5 There is a stream which issues forth 

From God's eternal throne, 
And from the Lamb, a living stream, 

Clear as the crystal stone. 
G These streams do water Paradise, 

And make the angels sing ; 
One cordial drop revives my heart, 

Hence all my joys do spring. 

7 Such joys as are unspeakable, 

And full of glory too ; 
Such hidden manna, hidden pearls, 
As worldings never knew. 

8 Eye hath not seen, nor ear hath heard, 

From fancy 'tis concealed, 
What thou, Lord, hast laid up for thine, 
And hast to. me revealed. 

9 I see thy face, I hear thy voice, 

I taste thy sweetest love; 
My soul doth leap, but O, for wings, 

The wings of Noah's dove ! 
10 Then should I flee far hence away, 

Leaving this world of sin; 
Then should my Lord put forth his hand, 

And kindly take me in. 



44 



BIBLE HABP. 



11 Then should my soul with angels feast, 
On joys that always last; 
Blessed be my God, the God of joy, 
Who gives me here a taste. 



CHRISTIAN WARFARE. 

<4Ll. Sons of Zion. 

1 Sons of Zion wake to glory, 



F. M. 



And shout a victory won, 
Wake, wake, and I'll tell the story, 

What Christ, Immanuel's done; 
Tell how angels met him coming 
From the throne of God on high, 
From the courts of the Lord on high, 
Clad in vesture like us mortals, 
With sorrow at his side he came, 
And suffered in our stead ; 
That we might reign with God on high, 
W r here angels and archangels shout, 
And cherubs sing, 
And seraphs say, amen. 
Where angels, &c. 

There songs of praise on harps of gold 

Shall be our great employ, 
Not half the bliss can ere be told, 

Wlrat the saints shall there enjoy; 
Then sons of Zion wake to glory, 

And shout, a victory's won, 
Wake, wake, and I tell the story, 

What Christ, Immanuel's done; 
Tell, how angels met him coming 
From the throne of God on high, 



BIBLE HABP. 45 

From the courts of the Lord on high, 
Clad in vesture like us mortals, 
With sorrow at his heart he came, 
And suffered in our stead, 
That we might reign with God, &c. 

Tune. — Olnet. 

1 The Spirit in our hearts 

Is whispering, sinner, come; 
The bride, the church of Christ, proclaims 
To all his children, Come. 

2 Let him that heareth say 

To all about him, Come ! 
Let him that thirsts for righteousness, 
To Christ, the fountain, come. 

3 Yes, whosoever will, 

Oh, let him freely come, 
And freely drink the stream of life; 
'Tis Jesus bids him come. 

4 Lo, Jesus, who invites, 

Declares, "I quickly come:" 
Lord, even so; I wait thy hour; 
Jesus, my Saviour, come. 

43. Christian Watchfulness. ^. 1ML. 

1 A charge to keep I have, 

A God to glorify, 
A never dying soul to save, 
And fitted for the sky. 

2 To serve the present age, 

My calling to fulfil; 



46 BIBLE HARP. 

O may it all my powers engage, 
To do my Master's will. 

3 Arm me with zealous care, 

As in thy sight to live, 
And, 0, thy servant, Lord, prepare 
A strict account to give. 

4 Help me to watch and pray, 

And on thyself rely; 
Assured if I my trust betray, 
I shall forever die. C. Wesley. 



<jL<L. The Christian's Home. ^& 

1 Brethren, while we sojourn here, 
Tight we must, but should not fear. 
Foes we have, but we've a Friend, 
One who loves us to the end; 
Forward then with courage go, 
Long we shall not dwell below. 
Soon the joyful news will come, 
Child, your Father calls — come home. 

2 In the world a thousand snares 
Lay to take us unawares, 
Satan with malicious art 
Watches each unguarded heart; 
But from Satan's malice free 
Saints shall soon victorious be, 
Soon the joyful news will com?. 
Child, your Father calls — come home. 

3 But of all the foes we meet, 
None so apt to turn our feet, 
None betray us into sin 
Like the foes we have within; 



BIBLE HARP. 47 

Yet, let nothing spoil your peace, 
Christ will also conquer these, 
Then the joyful news will come, 
Child, your Father calls — come home. 

4£>. Watch and pray. S. BJ[. 

1 My soul be on thy guard, 

Ten thousand foes arise, 
The hosts of sin are pressing hard, 
To draw thee from the skies. 

2 O watch, and fight, and pray, 

The battle ne'er give o'er ; 
Renew it boldly every day, 
And help divine implore. 

3 Ne'er think the victory won, 

Nor lay thine armor down ; 
Thy arduous work will not be done, 
Till thou obtain thy crown. 

4 Fight on, my soul, till death 

Shall bring thee to thy God; 
He'll take thee at thy parting breath 
Up to his blest abode. Heath. 

46. Faithful. <6s 5 10§5&7^ 

1 I'll try to prove faithful, 
I'll try to prove faithful, 

I'll try to prove faithful, faithful faithful, 
Till we all shall meet above, 

2 O let us prove faithful, &c. 

3 We mean to be faithful, &c. 



48 BIBLE HARP. 

4 There'll be no more parting, &c. 

5 There'll be no more sorrow, &c. 

6 There we shall see Jesus, &c. 

7 There we shall sing praises, &c. 

4 f ? / « The Christian Soldier, P. M!« 

1 Am I a soldier of the cross, 

A follower of the Lamb ? 
And shall I fear to own his canse, 
Or blush to speak his name ? 
Chorus. — I'm a soldier for Jesus, O halle- 
lujah ! 
I love my Jesus, O hallelujah ! 
O love and serve the Lord ! 

2 Are there no foes for me to face, 

Must I not stem the flood ? 
Is this vain world a friend to grace, 
To help us on to God? 
I'm a soldier, &c. 

3 Shall I be carried to the skies, 

On flowery beds of ease; 
"While others fight to win the prize, 
And sail through bloody seas. 
I'm a soldier, &c. 

4 Sure I must fight if I would reign, 

Increase my courage, Lord; 
To bear the cross, endure the shame, 
Supported by thy word. 
I'm a soldier, &c. 

5 The saints in all this glorious war 

Shall conquer though they die; 



BIBLE HARP. 49 

They see the triumph from afar, 
And seize it with their eye. 
I'm a soldier. &c. 
6 When that illustrious morn shall rise, 
And all thine armies shine ; 
With robes of vict'ry through the skies, 
The glory shall be thine. Watts. 

Exhortation to Activity and Duty. 

1 Arise, my soul, arise, shake off thy guilty 

fears, 
The bleeding sacrifice in my behalf ap- 
pears ; 
Before the throne my surety stands, 
My name is written on his hands. 

2 He ever lives above, for me to intercede, 
His own redeeming love, is precious for to 

grieve ; 
His blood atones for all our race, 
And sprinkles now the throne of grace. 

3 Five bleeding wounds he bears, received 

on Calvary, 
They pour effectual prayers, and strongly 

speak for me; 
Forgive him, O forgive, they cry, 
Nor let that ransom'd sinner die. 
i The Father hears him pray, his dear an- 
nointed one, 
He cannot turn away the presence of his Son ; 
His Spirit answers to the blood, 
And tells me I am born of God. 
D 



50 BIBLE HARP. 

5 My God is reconciled, his pardoning 
voice I hear, 
He owns me for his child, I can no longer 

fear; 
"With confidence I now draw nigh, 
And Father, Abba Father, cry. 

C. Wesley. 



49. ^s, 7s &, 4s. 

Prayers for a Revival. 

1 Saviour, visit thy plantation, 

Grant us, Lord, a gracious rain, 
All will come to desolation, 

Unless thou return again. 
Lord revive us ! 
All our help must come from thee. 

2 Surely once thy garden flourished, 

Every part looked fresh and green, 
All its plants by thee were nourished, 
Then how cheering was the scene. 
Lord revive us, &c. 

3 Keep no longer at a distance, 

Shine upon us from on high, 
Lest for want of thine assistance, 
Every plant should droop and die. 
Lord revive us, &c. 

4 Dearest Saviour, hasten hither, 

Thou canst make them bloom again, 
O permit them not to wither, 
Let not all our hopes be vain. 
Lord revive us, &c. 



BIBLE HAEP. 51 

5 Let our mutual love be fervent, 

Make us prevalent in prayers, 
Let each one esteemed thy servant, 
Shun the world's bewitching snares. 
Lord revive us, &c. 

6 Break the tempter's fatal power, 

Turn the stony heart to flesh, 
And begin from this good hour, 
To revive thy work afresh. 

Lord revive us, &c. Newton. 
£>0. The true Penitent. O. M". 

1 Hark ! hear the sound on earth 'tis found, 

My soul delights to hear 
Of dying love, that's from above, 
And pardon bought so dear. 

2 God's ministers, like flames of fire, 

Are passing through the land; 
The voice is, hear, repent and fear, 
King Jesus is at hand. 

3 God's people shine with grace divine, 

They're sanctified by truth ; 
The saints in prayer cry; Lord draw near, 
Have mercy on our youth. 

4 Come, lovely youth, embrace the truth, 

And pray with one accord; 
Saints, raise your songs with j oyful tongues. 
To hail the approaching Lord. 
£51. Prayers for a Revival. O. 1ML W 

1 O breathe a reformation flame, 
And fill my soul with love ; 
O send thy Holy Spirit down, 
And cause thy saints to move. 



52 BIBLE HABP. 

2 Let sinners now begin to feel 

Conviction in their heart, 
And cause them now to cry aloud, 
That they may have a part. 

3 Show us some token of thy love, 

And hear our humble prayer; 
Our neighbors, Lord, we pray may ( ome, 
And in thy blessings share. 

4 Deny us not, O Lord, of hope, 

While trusting in thy grace; 
We want to see our children come, 
And view thy lovely face. 

5 O let them share thy mercy, Lord, 

O let them feel thy power, 
O draw them now to taste thy love, 
And we will doubt no more. 

6 Alarm the wicked and profane, 

And teach them how to pray; 
may they now be born again, 
And walk the narrow way. 

7 Bring down the proud that look with scorn 

Upon thy humble few, 
Let meekness now their souls adorn, 
And make them Christians too. 

8 I want poor sinners all to come, 

And bow before the Lord, 
And pray to Christ whose power can save 
Through his atoning blood. 

9 Let every sinner now come out, 

And let us know their case ; 
And we will pray that God will hear, 
And grant his pardoning grace. 



BIBLE HAKP. 53 

£S££. Revival Blessings, ^s «&£ 6s. 

1 The Lord into his garden comes, 
The apices yield their rich perfumes, 

T!>e lilies grow and thrive; 
Ref T 'f shing showers of grace divine, 
From Jesus flow to every vine, 

Aj id make the dead revive. 

2 O tUat this dry and barren ground 
In l prings of water may abound, 

A fruitful soil become; 
Th^ desert blossoms as the rose, 
Wbon Jesus conquers all his foes, 

And makes his people one. 

3 The glorious time is rolling on, 
The gracious work is now begun, 

Mv soul a witness is; 
I taote and see the pardon's free, 
For all mankind as well as me, 

^¥ho comes to Christ may live. 

4 Come, brethren, ye who love the Lord, 
And taste the sweetness of his word, 

In Jesus' ways go on; 
Our trials and our troubles here 
Will only make us richer there, 

When we arrive at home. 

5 Amen, amen, my soul replies, 

I'm bound to meet you in the skies, 

And claim my mansion there; 
Now here's my heart and here's my hand, 
To meet you in that heavenly land, 
AVhere we shall part no more. 



54 BIBLE HAEP. 

£53. Canaan. ^s Sc Os. 

1 Together let us sweetly live, 

I'm bound for the land of Canaan; 
Together let us sweetly die, 

I'm bound for the land of Canaan. 
Chorus. — Canaan, bright Canaan, 

I'm bound for the land of Canaan ; 
0, Canaan it is my happy home. 
I'm bound for the land of Canaan. 

2 If you get there before I do, 

I'm bound, &c. 
Look out for me, I'm coming too, 
I'm bound, &c. 

3 I have some friends before me gone, 

I'm bound, &c. 
And I'm resolved to follow on, 

I'm bound, &c, 
i Our songs of praise shall fill the skies, 

I'm bound, &c. 
While higher still our joys they'll rise, 

I'm bound, &c. 
5 Then come with me, beloved friend, 

I'm bound, &c. 
The joys of heaven shall never end, 

I'm bound, &c. 

45 4t. The affecting question, T^s. 

1 Hark ! my soul, it is the Lord, 
'Tis the Saviour, hear his word; 
Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee, 
Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me ? 



BIBLE HABP. 55 

2 I delivered tliee when bound, 

And when wounded, healed thy wound; 
Sought the wandering, set thee right, 
Turned thy darkness into light. 

3 Can a woman's tender care, 
Cease toward the child she bare ? 
Yes, she may forgetful be, 

Yet will I remember thee. 

4 Mine is an unchanging love, \ 
Higher than the heights above, 
Deeper than the depths beneath, 

Free and faithful, strong as death. 

5 Thou shalt see my glory soon, 
When the work of grace is done ; 
Partner of my throne shalt be, 
Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me? 

6 Lord, it is my chief complaint, 
That my love is weak and faint; 
Yet I love thee and adore 

Hope for grace to love thee more. 

Cowper. 



Praise for Conversion, ISs &> IXjS. 

1 Bless the Lord, O my soul, for the work 

he has done, 
Such heavenly peace in my soul has begun ; 
I'll give him the glory, while on earth I 

remain, 
And when I pass over Jordan I'll praise 

him again. 

2 My soul is immersed in a fountain of love, 
My heart and affection's on Jesus above; 



56 BIBLE HAEP. 

Through grace I'm determined, I'll never 

give o'er, 
Till safely I'm landed on fair Canaan's 

shore. 



150. Why sleep we ?. lis. 

1 Why sleep we, my brethren ? come, let us 

arise, 
O, why should we slumber in sight of the 

prize ? 
Salvation is nearer, our days are far spent, 
O, let us be active ; awake ! and repent. 

2 0, how can we slumber, the Master is 

come, 
And calling on sinners to seek them a 

home : 
The Spirit and Bride now in concertunite, 
The weary they welcome, the careless in- 
vite. 

3 0, how can we slumber, our foes are 

awake ; 
To ruin poor souls, every effort they make; 
To accomplish their object, no means are 

untried ; 
The careless they comfort, the wakeful* 

misguide. 

4 O, how can we slumber ! when so much 

was done, 
To purchase salvation by Jesus the Son ; 



BIBLE HAKP 57 

Now mercy is proferred, and justice dis- 
played, 

Now God can be honored, and sinners be 
saved. 

5 O, how can we slumber ! when death is so 

near, 
And sinners are sinking to endless despair ; 
Now prayers may avail, and they gain the 

high prize, 
Before they in torment shall lift up their 

eyes. 

6 O, how can we slumber ! ye sinners, look 

round, 
Before the last trumpet your heart shall 

confound ; 
O, fly to the Saviour, he calls you to day, 
While mercy is waiting, O make no delay. 

7 O fly ye, O fly ye, saith Jesus to me, 
Thy guilt I will pardon, thy soul I will 

free ; 

From the chains that have bound thee, 
my grace shall release, 

And thy stains I will wash, and thy sor- 
rows shall cease. 



Sy? . Heaven begun on earth. O. ME- X>. 

1 How happy every child of grace, 
Who knows his sins forgiven, 



58 BIBLE HAEP. 

This earth, he cries, is not my place, 
I seek my home in heaven; 

A country far from mortal sight, 
Yet, 0, by faith I see, 

The land of rest, the saints delight, 
The heaven prepared for me. 

2 O what a blessed hope is ours, 

While here on earth we stay, 
We more than taste the heavenly powers, 

And antedate the day; 
We feel that heaven is drawing near, 

Our life in Christ concealed, 
And with his glorious presence here 

Our earthen vessels filled. 

3 He soon will more of heaven bestow, 

And let the vessels break, 
Then shall our ransomed spirits go, 

And praise the God we seek ; 
In rapturous awe on him we gaze, 

And all his glories see, 
And shout and wonder at his grace 

Through all eternity. C. Wesley, 

£>®. Give me Jesus, ^s &> <ir!5. 

1 I've heard young converts say, 
I've heard young converts say, 
I've heard young converts say, 

Give me Jesus, give me -Jesus, give me Jesus, 
And you may have all this world besides, 
Give me Jesus. 

2 When I'm happy hear me sing, 
When I'm happy hear me sing, 
When I'm happy hear me sing, 



BIBLE HARP. 50 

Give me Jesus, give me Jesus, give me Jesus, 
And you may have all this world besides, 
Give me Jesus. 

3 When in sorrow hear me pray, &c. 

4 In the morning when I rise, &c. 

5 At noonday when I pray, &c. 

6 At midnight when I sleep, &c. 

7 When I'm dying hear me cry, &c. 

8 In the resurrection morn, &c. 

9 When in heaven we will sing, 
When in heaven we will sing, 
When in heaven we will sing, 

Blessed Jesus, blessed Jesus, blessed Jesus, 
By thy grace we are saved. 
Blessed Jesus. 



£>0. The Invitation. 3?. M:. 

1 Come, brothers, will you go along with me, 
For to seek a happy home, 

And to die in the arms of Jesus ? 
List in the field of battle, 
Fight on the field of battle, 
Die on the field of battle, 
Glory in our souls. 

2 Come, sisters, will you go along with 

me? &c. 

3 Come, sinners, will you go along with 

me? &c. 

4 Backsliders will you go along with me ? &c. 



60 BIBLE HARP. 

GO. Prayers answered. L. IMS., 

1 Pray on, my brethren, in the Lord, 
Pray till you feel the power of God, 
Pray till you drive your doubts away, 
Pray till you see the Gospel day. 

2 Pray, for the mourners, see their grief, 
Pray till their souls shall rind relief, 
Pray for the wicked everywhere, 
Pray that your garments may be clear. 

3 Soon you shall have your hearts desire, 
Our God will answer as by fire; 
You'll see the effect of fervent prayer, 
In the abundant grace you share. 

Ol. The new Converts. 6s &< Ok. 

1 O how happy are they 
Who their Saviour obey, 

And have laid up their treasures above; 
Tongue can never express 
The sweet comfort and peace 
Of a soul in its earliest love. 

2 That sweet comfort was mine, 
"When the Saviour divine 

I first found in the blood of the Lamb ; 
When my heart it believed, 
What true joy I received, 
What a heaven in Jesus's name. 

3 'Twas a heaven below 
My Redeemer to know, 

And the angels could do nothing more 

Than to fall at his feet, 

And the story repeat, 

And the lover of sinners adore. 



BIBLE HARP. 61 

4 Jesus all the day long 
Was my joy and my song, 

that all his salvation might see; 
He hath loved me, I cried, 

He hath suffered and died, 
To redeem such a rebel as me. 

5 On the wings of his love 

1 was carried above, 

All my sin, and temptation, and pain ; 

And I could not believe 

That I ever could grieve, 

That I ever should suffer again. 

6 I then rode on the sky 
Freely justified I, 

Nor did envy Elijah his seat; 

My glad soul mounted higher 

In a chariot of fire, 

And the world was quite under my feet. 

7 ! the rapturous height 
Of that holy delight, 

Which I felt in the life-giving blood ! 

Of my Saviour possess'd, 

I was perfectly blest, 

As if filled with the fulness of God. 

O^o 7s & Gs*. 

The long suffering of God. 

PART I. 

1 When I set out for glory, 
I left the world behind, 
Determined for a city, 

That's out of sight, to find ; 
And to glory I will go. 



62 BIBLE HARP. 

2 I left my worldly honor, 

I left my worldly fame, 
I left my young companions, 
. And with them my good name. 
And to glory I will go. 

3 Some said, I'd better tarry, 

They thought I was too young 
For to prepare for dying, 
But that was all my theme. 
And to glory I will go. 

PART II. 

4 The Lord, he loves the beggar, 

Who truly begs indeed; 
He always will relieve him, 
Whene'er he stands in need. 
And to begging I will go. 

5 I do not beg for riches, 

Nor to be dressed fine, 
The garment that he'll give me, 
The sun it will outshine. 
And to begging I will go. 

6 The richest man I ever saw, 

Was one that begged the most; 
His soul was filled with Jesus, 
And with the Holy Ghost. 
And to begging I will go. 

63. lis, ^js & 4s. 

The old ship Zion. 
1 what ship is this that is now sailing by ? 
glory, hallelujah ! 
'Tis the old ship of Zion, 
Hallelujah ! 



BIBLE HARP. 63 

2 Will you tell me what is your Captain's 

name? 
O glory, hallelujah ! 
'Tis the meek and lowly Jesus, 
Hallelujah ! 

3 What colors do you hoist in time of war ? 

O glory, hallelujah ! 
'Tis the bloody robe of Jesus, 
Hallelujah ! 

4 The old ship Zion is a man-of-war, 

O glory, hallelujah ! 
For she never has been taken, 
Hallelujah ! 

5 O what men are those who are going on 

board, 
O glory, hallelujah ! 
They are passengers for glory, 
Hallelujah ! 

6 Do you think she will be able for to carry 

us all o'er ? 
O glory, hallelujah ! 

Yes, she's carried many thousands, halle- 
lujah, 

And can carry as many more, hallelujah ! 

7 Can you tell when she'll be ready for to 

sail? 
O glory, hallelujah ! 
Time enough to reach the harbor, 
Hallelujah ! 

8 O what shall we do when we all get there, 

O glory, hallelujah ! 



64 BIBLE HARP. 

We will shout and sing forever, 
Hallelujah ! 

9 Is there any body here that is going on 
board ? 
O glory, hallelujah ! 
We will sail along together, 
Hallelujah ! 

64. The Gospel Ship. T>. M. 

1 The Gospel ship is sailing by, 
The ark of safety now is nigh ; 
sinners, unto Jesus fly, 
Improve your day of grace. 

Chorus. — O there'll be glory, glory, halle- 
lujah ! 
O there'll be glory. 
When all the saints get home. 

2 Come, fathers, will you go with me, 
Come, mothers, will you go with me ; 
Eternity you soon shall see, 

When saints shall reign on high. Cho 

3 Come, brothers, will you go with me ? 
Come, sisters, will you go with me ? 
Come, neighbors, will you go with me ? 
And flee the wrath to come, Cho. 
When all the saints get home ? 

4 The judgment day is rolling on, 
The glass of life will soon be run 
Creation with her fiery doom ; 
The Lord will soon appear, Cho. 
When saints shall view him near. 



BIBLE HAEP. 65 

5 Now, hark ! the trumpet rends the skies, 
See, slumbering millions wake and rise 
"With joy, with terror, and surprise, 
The last great day is come Cho. 
Around the judgment throne. 

0^5. The Turtle Dove.JL*. M. TK 

1 Hark ! don't you hear the turtle dove, 
The token of a Saviour's love ? 
From hill to hill we hear the sound, 
And neighboring valleys all around; 
O, Zion, hear the turtle dove, 

The token of our Saviour's love, 
He comes the barren land to cheer, 
And welcome in the jubal year. 

2 The winter 's past, the storms are o'er, 
We feel the chilling winds no more, 
The spring is come, and summer too, 
All things appear divinely new; 

On Zion's mount the watchmen cry, 
The resurrection 's drawing nigh, 
Behold the nations from abroad 
Are flocking to the mount of God. 

3 The latter days are verging on, 
And fugitives are flocking home, . 
Behold them crowd the Gospel road, 
All pressing to the mount of God; 
O, yes ! and I will join that band, 

And here's my heart, and here's my hand, 
With Satan's band no more to be, 
But fight for Christ and liberty. 
E 



66 BIBLE HARP. 

4 His banner soon will be unfurled, 
And he will come to judge the world, 
On Zion's mount we then shall stand, 
Surrounded by fair Canaan's land; 
The sun and moon shall darkened stand, 
And flames consume the sea and land; 
When worlds on worlds together blaze, 
We'll shout the great Redeemer's praise. 

OO. Call for aid. ^s. 

1 Brethren, we have met for worship, 

And to adore the Lord our God, 
Will you pray with all your power, 

While we wait upon the Lord; 
All is vain, unless the Spirit 

01 the Holy One comes down, 
Brethren, pray, and heavenly manna 

Will be showered all around. 

2 Don't you see poor sinners round you, 

Slumbering on the brink of woe ? 
Death is coming, hell is moving, 

Can you bear to let them go ? 
See your fathers and your mothers 

And your children sinking down, 
Brethren, pray with all your power. 

And the blessings will come down. 

3 Don't you see the poor backsliders, 

Who were once near heaven's door ? 
But they've wandered from the Saviour, 

And are worse than e'er before; 
But the Saviour offers pardon, 

If they will to him return, 
Brethren, pray with all your power, 

And the blessing will come down. 



BIBLE HARP 67 

4 Sisters, will you join and help us, 

Moses' sister helped him, 
Will you seek the trembling mourners; 

Who are struggling hard with sin ; 
Tell them all about the Saviour, 

Tell them that He maybe found, 
Sisters,, pray with all your power, 

And the blessing will come down. 

GT'. Future Hope. S® & fs. 

1 Sister, thou wast mild and lovely, 

Gentle as the summer breeze, 
Pleasant as the air of evening, 
When it floats among the trees. 

2 Peaceful be thy silent slumber — 

Peaceful in the grave so low: 
Thou no more wilt join our number.-* 
Thou no more our songs shalt know. 

3 Dearest sister, thou hast left us ; 

Here thy loss we deeply feel; 

But 'tis God who hath bereft us: 

He can all our sorrows heal. 

4 Yet again we hope to meet thee, 

When the day of life is fled, 
Then in heaven with joy to greet thee, 
Where no farewell tear is shed. 

OS. The Converts joy and duty. ]P. WL* 
1 The glorious light of Zion is spreading 

far and wide, 
And sinners now are coming into the Gospel 
tide; 



68 BIBLE HARP. 

The standard of King Jesus doth now in 

triumph rise, 
And sinners crowd around it with bitter 

shrieks and cries. 

2 The suff 'rings of the Saviour upon mount 

Calvary 

Are sounding loud to sinners — come, this 
will set you free ; 

And while this glorious message is cir- 
culating round, 

Some souls exposed to ruin, redeeming 
love have found. 

3 And of that happy number I hope that I 

am one, 
And Jesus Christ will finish the work he 

has begun; 
He'll cut it short in righteousness, and 

I'll forever be 
A monument of mercy to all eternity. 

4 I am but a young convert, I lately did 

enlist, 

A soldier under Jesus, my Captain, King, 
and Priest; 

I have received my bounty, likewise my 
martial dress, 

A ring of love and favor, a robe of right- 
eousness. 

5 And down into the water, young converts 

love to go, 
To serve our Lord and Master in right- 
eous acts below; 



BIBLE HAKP. 69 

To lay our sinful bodies beneath the 
yielding wave, 

An emblem of the Saviour when he lay in 
the grave. 
6 Come, all ye elder brethren, who're sol- 
diers of the cross, 

Who for the sake of Jesus have counted 
all things dross ; 

Come, pray for me, young converts, that 
we may travel on, 

And meet you all in glory where our Re- 
deemer 's gone. 

SINNERS ENTREATED. 

69. 6s, 7s Sc Ss. 

Remember thy Creator. 

1 Remember thy Creator, 

While youth's fair spring is bright, 
Before thy cares are greater, 

Before comes ages night; 
While- yet the sun shines o'er thee, 

While stars the darkness cheer, 
While life is all before thee, 

Thy great Creator fear. 
2 Bemember thy Creator, 

Before the dust returns 
To earth, for 'tis its nature, 

And life's last ember burns; 
Before the God who gave it, 

The Spirit shall appear, 
He cries, who died to save it, 

Thy great Creator fear. 

S. F. Smith. 



70 BIBLE HAEP. 

70. L. m:. 

Tune.— Dedham. 

1 Give me the wings of faith, to rise 

Within the veil, and see 
The saints above, how great their joys, 
How bright their glories be ! 

2 I ask them whence their victory came ; 

They, with united breath, 
Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb, 
Their triumph to his death. 

3 They marked the footsteps that he trod — 

His zeal inspired their breast — 
And, following their incarnate God, 
Possessed the promised rest. 

4 Our glorious Leader claims our praise 

For his own pattern given, 
While the long cloud of witnesses 
Show the same path to heaven. 

The Saviour knocking at the door. 

1 Behold, a stranger at the door, 

He gently knocks, has knocked before, 
Hath waited long, is waiting still, 
You treat no other friend so ill. 

2 O lovely attitude, he stands 

With melting heart and loaded* hands; 
Oh, matchless kindness, and he shows 
This matchless kindness to his foes. 

3 But will he prove a friend indeed ? 
He will; the very friend you need; 
The friend of sinners — yes, 'tis he, 
With garments dyed on Calvary. 



BIBLE HARP. 71 

4 Rise, touch'd with gratitude divine, 
Turn out his enemy and thine, 
That soul-destroying monster, sin, 
And let the heavenly stranger in. 

5 Admit him ere his anger burn, 
His feet departed, ne'er return ; 
Admit him or the hour's at hand 
You'll at his door rejected stand. Gregg. 

7S. IP. M. 

1 Never be afraid to speak for Jesus, 

Think how much a word can do ; 
Never be afraid to own your Saviour, 
He who loves and cares for you. 
Cho. — Never be afraid, never be afraid, 
Never, never, never, 
Jesus is your loving Saviour, 
Therefore never be afraid. 

2 Never be afraid to work for Jesus, 

In His vineyard day by day; 
Labor with a kind and willing spirit, 
He will all your toil repay. Cho. 

T3. 9s <& ^s. 

Royal Proclamation. 
1 Hear the Royal Proclamation, 
The glad tidings of salvation 
Publishing to every creature 
To the ruined sons of nature. 
Cho. — Jesus reigns, he reigns victorious, 

Over heaven and earth most glorious, 
Jesus reigns. 



72 BIBLE HAEP. 

2 See the royal banner flying, 
Hear the heralds' loudly crying: 
Rebel, sinners, royal favor 

Now is offered by the Saviour. Cho. 

3 Hear, ye sons of wrath and ruin, 
Who have wrought your own undoing; 
Here is life and ft ee salvation 
Offered to the whole creation. Cho. 

4 'Twas for you that Jesus died, 
For you he was crucified, 
Conquered death and rose to heaven, 
Life eternal 's through him given. Cho. 

5 Turn unto the Lord most holy, 
Shun the paths of vice and folly, 
Turn, or you are lost forever, 

Oh, now fly unto the Saviour. Cho. 

6 Here is life, and milk, and honey, 
Come and purchase without money; 
Mercy flowing like a fountain, 
Streaming from the holy mountain. Cho. 

7 For this love let rocks and mountains 
Purling streams and crystal fountains, 
Roaring thunders, Hghtnings, blazes, 
Shout the great Messiah's praises. Cho 

8 Now our hearts have caught new fire, 
Brethren, raise your voices higher, 
Shout with royal acclamation 

To the King of our salvation. Cho. 

9 Shout ye saints of every nation 
To the bounds of the creation, 
Shout the praise of Judah's Lion, 
The almighty Prince of Zion. Cho. 



BIBLE HARP. 73 

10 Shout, ye saints, make joyful mention, 
Christ hath purchased our redemption, 
Angels shout the pleasing story 
Through the brighter worlds of glory. 

Cho. 

f 7 / ^= m The Christian's anxiety. F. JM. m 

1 With love and pity I look round 

Upon my fellow clay, 
See, men reject the Gospel sound, 

O Lord, what shall I say ? 
O turn, sinners, turn, may the Lord help 

you turn, 
O turn, for why will you die ? 

2 My bowels yearn for dying men, 

Doomed to eternal woe; 
Fain would I speak, but 'tis in vain, 
If God does not speak too. 
O turn, sinners, turn, &c. 

3 sinners, sinners, won't you hear. 

When in God's name I come ? 
Upon your peril don't forbear, 
Lest hell should be your doom. 
O turn, sinners, turn, &c. 

4 Now is the time, the accepted hour, 

O sinners come away; 
The Saviour's knocking at your door, 
Arise without delay. 

O turn, sinners, turn, &c. 

5 don't refuse to give him room, 

Lest mercy should withdraw; 



74 BIBLE HARP. 

He'll then in robes of vengeance come 
To execute his law. 

O turn, sinners, turn, &c. 

6 Then where poor mortals shall you be, 

If destitute of grace, 
When you your injured judge shall see, 
And stand before his face. 
turn, sinners, turn, &c. 

7 could you shun that dreadful sight, 

How you would wish to fly 
To the dark shades of endless night, 
From that all searching eye. 
O turn, sinners, turn, &c. 

8 But death and hell must all appear, 

And you among them stand, 
Before the great impartial bar, 
Arraign'd at Christ's left hand. 
O turn, sinners, turn, &c. 

9 Let not these warnings be in vain, 

But lend a list'ning ear; 
Lest you should meet them all again, 
"When wrapt in keen despair. 
O turn, sinners, turn, &c. 



-T^. The Gospel. O. M. 

1 Come, sinners, hear the Gospel word, 
Jehovah doth declare; 
Bepent, believe, while life shall last, 
There is no time to spare. 



BIBLE HARP. 75 

2 Our lives are like an evening gone, 

Swift through the breathing air; 
O, prepare to meet thy God, 
There is no time to spare. 

3 Come, O ye sinners ! come to Christ, 

With all believing prayer; 
And plead the merits of his death, — 
There is no time to spare. 

4 The blood of Christ was shed for you, 

To save you from despair; 
Let conscience speak, and it will say — ■ 
There is no time to spare. 

5 Now is the time, your Saviour cries, — 

On him cast every care ; 
Come, then, accept this offer now, — 
There is no time to spare. 

6 The King of glory 's gone before, 

A mansion to prepare ; 
Oh, seek an interest in his blood, — 
There is no time to spare. 

^C The Christian Invitation. 3?. IMC. 

1 Come, sinners, to the Saviour, 

Every one; 
He's died for your behaviour, 

Every one; 
What could he have done more ? 
O, no longer then delay; 
Haste ye, haste ye, while 'tis day, — 

O sinners, come ! 
What could he have done more ? &c. 



76 BIBLE HAEP. 

2 You're all alike invited, 

Every one; 
Come rich and poor, united, 

Every one; 
Come, go along with us, 
And together we will sing, — 
Glory to our God and King,- 

O, sinner, come! 
And go along with us, &c. 

3 Then soon we'll meet in glory, 

Every one; 
And there repeat the story, 

Every one; 
Falling at Jesus' feet, 
Singing, worthy is the Lamb 
That on Calvary was slain, — 

O, sinners, come ! 
And fall at Jesus' feet: 
Would you find a welcome there, 
You must sue for mercy here ; 

O, sinners, come. J. G. Perry. 

77. Entreaty. I?. M. 

1 Ah, guilty sinner, ruined by transgression, 
What shall thy soul do when arrayed in 

terror ? 
When God shall command thee covered 
with pollution, 
Up to the judgment ? 

2 Wilt thou escape from his omniscient 

notice ? 
Fly to the caverns, court annihilation ; 



BIBLE HABP. 77 

Vain thy presumption, justice still shall 
triumph 
In thy destruction. 

3 Stop, thoughtless sinner, stop awhile and 

ponder, 
Ere death arrest thee, and the judge in 

vengeance 
Hurl from his presence thine affrighted 

spirit 
Swift to perdition. 

4 Oft has he called thee, but thou wouldst 

not hear him, 
Mercies and judgments have alike been 

slighted; 
Yet, he is gracious, and with arms un- 
folded 
Waits to embrace thee. 

5 Come, then, poor sinner, come away this 

moment, 
Just as you are, come, filthy and polluted, 
Come to the fountain open for uncleanness, 
Jesus invites you. 

^^. The Invitation and Resolve. O- I&T. 

1 Come, humble sinner, in whose breast 

A thousand thoughts revolve ; 
Come with your guilt and fears oppressed, 
And make this last resolve. 

2 I'll go to Jesus, though my sins 

Hath like a mountain rose; 



78 BIBLE HARP. 

I know his courts, I'll enter in, 
Whatever may oppose. 

3 Prostrate I'll lie before his throne, 

.And there my guilt confess ; 

111 tell him I'm a wretch undone, 

Without his sovereign grace. 

4 Perhaps he will admit my plea, 

Perhaps he'll hear my prayer; 
But if I perish I will pray, 
And perish only there. 

5 I can but perish, if I go, 

I am resolved to try; 
For if I stay away, I know 
I must forever die. 

6 But should I die with mercy sought, 

When I the King have tried: 
I there should die (delightful thought). 
Where ne'er a sinner died. 

Wixdsox, Laxesboro, Fraxklix, 



T^O . Christ will forgive. ©. 3:1" 

1 Come, trembling sinner, come, 

And bow before the Lord; 

Come as you are to Jesus' feet, 

And trust his sacred word. 

2 He's promised to forgive, 

The soul that trusts his grace; 
Kepenting sinner, you shall live, 
And see his smiling face. 



BIBLE HAKP. 79 

^O. Sinners entreated to reflect. ^. MI. 

1 O ! thoughtless sinners think, 

Think on your dreadful doom, 
Think of that awful burning hell 
That lies beyond the tomb. 

2 Think of a heaven above 

Where joy eternal reigns, 
Think of the dying Saviour's love, 
His tears, and groans, and pains. 

3 Think how he bore the cross, 

That he might pardon give ; 
Then fly to him, ye dying souls, 
Repent, return, and live. 

D. M. C. Stedman. 

@1. Sinners invited. @s 9 *^& &- 4s. 
1 Come, ye sinners, poor and needj r , 
Weak and wounded, sick and sore; 
Jesus ready stands to save you, 
Full of pity, love and power. 
Chorus. — Turn to the Lord, and seek salva- 
tion, 
Sound the praise of his dear name; 
Glory, honor, praise, and power, 
Christ, the Lord, is come to reign. 

2 Now, ye needy, come and welcome, 

God's free bounty glorify; 
True belief, and true repentance, 

Every grace that brings you nigh. Cho. 

3 Let not conscience make you linger, 

Nor of fitness fondly dream; 
All the fitness he requireth, 

Is to feel your need of him. Cho. 



80 BIBLE HARP. 

4 Come, ye weary, heavy laden, 

Bruised and mangled by the fall; 
If you tarry till you're better, 
You will never come at all. Cho. 

5 Agonizing in the garden, 

Low your Saviour prostrate lies ; 
On the bloody tree behold him, 
Hear him cry before he dies. Cho. 

The Saviour's Invitation. 

1 Will you come to the cross I have died on 

for you, 
To save you from death which was justly 

your due ? 
Will you — will you — will you — will you 

come to the cross ? 

2 And while at my feet in contrition you lie, 
I'll hush with my love every penitent sigh ; 
Say, will you — will you — will you — will 

you take up the cross ? 

3 'Tis your Saviour that calls, 'tis your God 

that implores 
You sinners to turn and embrace His 

dear cause; 
Say, will you — will you — will you — will 

you turn and be free ? 

4 Be free from the world, its temptation and 

care, — 
And take up the cross, it is easy to bear ; 
Say, will you — will you — will you — will 

you take up the cross ? 



BIBLE HAEP. 81 

5 'Twill be feet for the lame and support for 

the frail, 
And a weapon of war when thy foes shall 

assail; 
Say, will yon — will yon — will yon — will % 

yon take np the cross ? 

^3. Will you go. F. M. 

1 We're travling home to heaven above, 

will yon go, will yon go ? 
To sing the Savionr's dying love, will yon 

go, will yon go ? 
Millions have reached that blest abode, 
Anointed Kings and Priests to God, 
And millions more are on the road, will 

yon go, will yon go ? 

2 "We're going to see the bleeding Lamb, 

will yon go, will yon go ? 
In raptnrons strains to praise his name, 

will yon go, will yon go ? 
The crown of life we soon shall wear, 
The conqueror's palms onr hands shall 

bear, 
And all the joys of heaven we'll share, will 

yon go, will yon go ? 

3 The way to heaven is free to all, will yon 

go, will yon go ? 
For Jew and Gentile, great and small, will 

yon go, will yon go ? 
Make np your mind, give God your heart, 
With every sin and idol part, 
And now with saints for glory start, will 

you go, will yon go ? 
F 



82 BIBLE HARP. 

4 The way to heaven is straight and plain, 

will you go, will yon go ? 
Repent, believe, be born again, will yon 

go, will yon go ? 
The Saviour cries aloud to thee . 
Take up thy cross and follow me, 
And thou shalt my salvation see, will you 

go, will you go ? 

5 O could I hear some sinner say, I will go • 

I will go ! 
I'll start this moment clear the way, let me 

go ! let me go ! 
My old companions fare you well, 
I will not go with you to hell, 
I mean with Jesus Christ to dwell, I will 

go ! I will go ! 

84. Christian Fellowship S. M[. 

1 Blest be the tie that binds 

Our hearts in Christian love ; 
The fellowship of kindred minds 
Is like to that above. 

2 Before our Father's throne, 

"We pour our ardent prayers : 
Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one, 
Our comforts and our cares. 

3 We share our mutual woes ; 

Our mutual burdens bear ; 
And often for each other flows 
The sympathizing tear. 



BIBLE HAKP 83 



4 When we asunder part, 

It gives us inward pain ; 
But we shall still be joined in heart, 
And hope to meet again. 

5 This glorious hope revives 

Our courage by the way ; 
While each in expectation lives, 
And longs to see the day. 

6 From sorrow, toil, and pain 

And sin we shall be free ; 
And perfect love and friendship reign 
Through all eternity. 



Careless sinner warned. 

1 O careless sinner, come, pray, now attend, 
This world is not your home, it soon will 

end; 

Jehovah calls aloud, forsake the thought- 
less crowd, 

Pursue the road to God, and happy be. 

2 No happiness you'll find while thus you go. 
No peace unto your mind, but pain and woe 
Attend you every day while far from God 

you stray, 
O, sinner, come away, and ever live. 



84 BIBLE HAKP. 

3 How many calls you've had. I call again ; 
How can you be so bad, so full of sin 

As to refuse the voice which calls you to 

rejoice 
In making heaven your choice and shun- 

ing hell. 

4 Nor do I call alone ; the Saviour too, 
E'en with his dying groan, cries, bid adieu 
To all your lovers now, and to his sceptre 

bow, 
And he will tell you how to live anew. 

5 But if you will refuse, down, down you'll go, 
And with the wicked choose the road to Woe ; 
Alas! how can you slight the rays of 

Gospel light, 
And sink in endless night, where silence 
reigns. 

^O. Expostulation. 8s & T's. 

1 Now the Saviour stands a pleading, 

At the sinners bolted heart; 
Now in heaven he's interceding, 
Undertaking sinners part. 
Cho. — Sinners, can you hate the Saviour? 
Will you trust him from your arms ? 
Once he died for your behaviour, 
Now he calls you to his charms. 

2 Now he pleads his sweat and bloodshed, 

Shows his wounded hands and feet; 
Father, save them, though they're blood- 
red, 
liaise them to a heavenly seat. 



BIBLE HARP. 85 

3 Sinners, hear your God and Saviour, 

Hear his gracious voice to-day; 
Turn from all your vain behaviour, 
0, return, repent, and pray. 

4 Open now your hearts before him, 

Bid the Saviour welcome in ; 
Now receive, and, 0, adore him, 
Take a full discharge from sin. 
87. Stop, poor Sinner, J?. M. 

1 Stop, poor sinner stop, and think, 

Before you further go ; 
Will you sport upon the brink 

Of everlasting woe ? 
On the verge of ruin stop, 

Now the friendly warning take. 
Stay your footsteps, ere you drop 

Into the burning lake. 

2 Say, have you an arm like God, 

That you his will oppose ? 
Fear you not that iron rod 

With which he breaks his foes ? 
Can you stand in that great day 

Which his justice shall proclaim, 
When the earth shall melt away, 

Like wax before the flame ? 

3 Ghastly death will quickly come, 

And drag you to his bar, 
Then to hear your awful doom, 

Will fill you with despair; 
All your sins will round you crowd, 

You shall mark their crimson dye, 
Each for vengeance, crying loud, 

And what can you reply. 



8$ BIBLE HAER 

4 Though your hearts were made of steel, 
And your forehead lined with brass, 
God, at length, will make you feel, 

He will not let you pass ; 
Sinners, then, in vain will call, 

Those who now despise his grace, 
Bocks and mountains on us fall, 
And hide us from his face. 

Newton. 



£^. The Gospel Feast. P. M. 

1 Come, sinners, to the Gospel feast, 
Let every soul be Jesus' guest; 
You need not one be left behind, 
For God hath bidden all mankind. 

Through grace, free grace, 

To all the Jews and Gentile race. 

2 Sent by the Lord, on you I call, 
The invitation is to all; 

Come, all the world, come sinner, thou, 
All things in Christ are ready now. 
Through grace, &c. 

3 Come, all ye souls by sin oppressed, 
Ye restless wanderers, after rest; 

Ye poor and maimed, ye halt and blind, 
In Christ a hearty welcome find. 
Through grace. &c. 

4 My message as from God receive, 
Ye all may come to Christ and live; 
O let his love your hearts constrain, 
Nor suffer him to die in vain. 

Through grace, &c. 



BIBLE HARP. 87 

5 His love is mighty to compel, 
His conquering, consent to feel; 
Yield to his ]ove's resistless power, 
And fight against your God no more. 
Through grace, &c. 

SO. The Jubilee proclaimed. H. M!« 

1 Blow ye the trumpet, blow 

The gladly solemn sound, 
Let all the nations know 

To earth's remotest bound; 
The year of Jubilee is come, 
Return ye ransomed sinners home. 

2 Exalt the Lamb of God, 

The sin atoning Lamb, 
Redemption by his blood; 

Through all the lands proclaim ; 
The year of Jubilee is come, 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 

3 Ye slaves of sin and hell, 

Your liberty receive, 
And safe in Jesus dwell, 

And blest in Jesus live ; 
The year of Jubilee is come, 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 

4 The Gospel trumpet, hear 

The news of pardoning grace, 
Ye happy souls draw near, 

Behold your Saviour's face ; 
The year of Jubilee is come, 
Beturn, ye ransomed sinners, home. 

5 Jesus, our great High Priest, 

Has full atonement made, 



88 BIBLE HARP. 

Ye weary spirits rest, 

Ye mourning souls be glad; 
The year of Jubilee is come, 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 
Toplady. 

90. Turn ye, for why will you die. lis, 

1 O, turn ye, O, turn ye, for why will you die, 
When God in great mercy is coming so 

nigh; 
Since Jesus invites you, the Spirit, says 

come, 
And angels are waiting to welcome you 

home. 

2 How vain the delusion that while you 

delay, 
Your hearts may grow better by staying 

away; 
Come, wretched, come, starving, come, 

just as you be, 
While streams of salvation are flowing so 

free. 

3 And now Christ is ready your souls to 

receive, 
O how can you question, if you will believe; 
If sin is your burden, why will you not 

come? 
'Tis you he bids welcome, he bids you, 

come home. 

4 In riches, in pleasure, what can you ob- 

tain, 
To soothe your affliction, or banish your 
pain; 



BIBLE HAKP. 89 

To bear up your spirits when sumrnon'd to 

die, 
Or waft you to mansions of glory on high. 

Come, give us your hand and the Saviour 

your heart, 
And trusting in heaven we never shall part ; 
O, how can we leave you ? why will you 

not come ? 
We'll journey together, and soon be at 

home. 



Ol. The last call of Mercy. ]?. ME. 

1 "lis the last call of mercy 

That lingers for thee, 
O sinner receive it, 

To Jesus now flee; 
He often has called thee, 

But thou hast refused, 
His offered salvation, 

And love is abused. 

2 If thou slightest this warning 

Now offered at last, 
Thine will be the sad mourning, 

The harvest is past; 
Salvation I've slighted, 

The summer is o'er, 
And now there is pardon, 

Sweet pardon no more. 

3 'Tis the last call of mercy, 

O steel not thy heart, 
For now she is rising 
From earth to depart. 



90 BIBLE HABP. 

The last note is sounding 
The true midnight cry, 

The bridegroom is coming, 
Obey, lest you die. 

4 'Tis the last call of mercy, 

O, turn not away, 
For now swiftly hasteth 

The dread vengeance day; 
The Spirit invites you, 

And pleads with you, come, 
O come to life's waters, 

Nor thirstingly roam. 

5 'Tis the last call of mercy 

That lingers ior thee, 
Break away from thy bondage, 

0, sinner, be free; 
Be not a sad mourner, 

When harvest is past, 
And summer is ended, 

To perish at last. 

BACKSLIDINGS. 

Mourning over departed Comforts. 

1 O thou who driest the mourners' tear, 

How dark this world would be, 
If pierced by sins and sorrows here, 

We could not fly to thee ; 
The friends who in our sunshine live, 

When winter comes, are flown. 
And he who has but tears to give 

Must weep those tears alone. 



BIBLE HARP. 91 

2 But thou wilt heal that broken heart, 

Which like the plants that throw 
Their fragrance from the wounded part, 

Breathes sweetness out of woe. 
When joy no longer soothes or cheers, 

And e'en the hope that threw 
A moments' sparkle o'er our tears, 

Is dimmed and vanished too. 

3 O, who could bear life's stormy doom, 

Did not thy wing of love 
Come brightly wafting through the gloom 

Our peace-branch from above. 
The sorrow touched by thee grows bright 

With more than rapturous ray, 
As darkness shows us worlds of light, 

We never saw by day. Moore. 

93. Longing for Christ I?. M. 

1 How tedious and tasteless the hours, 

When Jesus no longer I see, 
Sweet prospects, sweet birds and sweet 
flowers 

Have all lost their sweetness to me; 
The mid-summer sun shines but dim, 

The fields strive in vain to look gay, 
But when I am happy in him, 

December 's as pleasant as May. 

2 His name yields the richest perfume, 

And sweeter than music his voice, 
His presence disperses my gloom, 

And makes all within me rejoice; 
I should, were he always thus nigh, 

Have nothing to wish or to fear, 



92 BIBLE HARP. 

No mortal so happy as I, 

My summer would last all the year. 

3 Content with beholding his face, 

My all to his pleasure resigned, 
No changes of season or place 

Would make any change in my mind; 
While blest with a sense of his love, 

A palace, a toy would appear, 
And prisons would palaces prove, 

If Jesus would dwell with me there. 

4 Dear Lord, if indeed I am thine, 

If thou art my sun and my song, 
Say, why do I languish and pine, 

And why are my winters so long ? 
0, drive these dark clouds from my sky, 

Thy soul cheering presence restore, 
Or bring me to view thee on high,' 

Where winter and clouds are no more. 

94. Return, Wanderer. O. ~ML* 

1 Keturn, wanderer, return, 

And seek thy Father's face ; 
These new desires which in thee burn, 
Were kindled by his grace. 

2 Keturn, wanderer, return, 

He hears thy humble sigh ; 
He sees thy softened spirit mourn, 
When no one else is nigh. 

3 Keturn, wanderer, return, 

Thy Saviour bids thee live ; 
Go to his feet, and grateful learn 
How freely he'll forgive. 



BIBLE HARP. 93 

4 Return, O wanderer, return, 
And wipe the falling tear; 
Thy Father calls, no longer mourn, 
'Tis love invites thee near. 

T. Hastings. 

95. The Christian's solemn Inquiry. T's. 

1 'Tis a point I long to know, 

Oft it causes anxious thought, 
Do I love the Lord, or no? 

Am I his, or am I not ? 
If I love, why am I thus ? • 

Why this dull, this lifeless frame? 
Hardly sure can they be worse, 

Who have never heard his name. 

2 Could my heart so hard remain, 

Prayer a task and burden prove, 
Every trifle give me pain, 

If I knew the Saviour's love ? 
When I turn mine eyes within, 

All is dark, and vain, and wild, 
Filled with unbelief and sin, 

Can I deem myself a child ? 

3 If I pray, or hear, or read, 

Sin is mixed with all I do, 
You who love the Lord indeed, 

Tell me, is it thus with you ? 
Yet I mourn my stubborn will, 

Find my sins a grief and thrall, 
Should I grieve for what I feel, 

If I did not love at all ? 

4 Lord, decide the doubtful case, 

Thou who art thy people's sun, 



94 BIBLE HAKP. 

Shine upon thy work of grace, 

If it be indeed begun; 
Let me love thee more and more, 

If I love at all, I pray, 
If I have not loved before, 

Help me to begin to-day. 

Newton, 



96. Godly sorrow at the Cross. O. MI. 

1 Alas ! and did my Saviour bleed, 

And did my Sovereign die ? 
Would he devote that sacred head 
For such a worm as I ? 
Chorus. — Remember me, remember me, 
Dear Lord, remember me ; 
Remember, Lord, thy dying groans, 
And then remember me. 

2 Was it for crimes that I had done, 

He groaned upon the tree ? 
Amazing pity ! grace unknown ! 
And love beyond degree. Cho. 

3 Well might the sun in darkness hide, 

And shut his glories in, 
When Christ, the mighty Maker, died 
For man, the creature's sin. Cho. 

4 Thus might I hide my blushing face, 

While his dear cross appears; 
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, 
And melt my eyes to tears. Cho 



BIBLE HAKP. 95 

5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay 
The debt of love I owe, 
Here, Lord, I give myself away, 
'Tis all that I can do. Cho 

Watts. 

97. L. M. 

A penitent pleading for Pardon. 

1 Show pity, Lord, Lord forgive, 
Let a repenting rebel live ; 

Are not thy mercies large and free ? 
May not a sinner trust in thee ? 

2 My crimes are great, but don't surpass 
The power and glory of thy grace ; 
Great God, thy nature hath no bound, 
So let thy pardoning love be found. 

3 O, wash my soul from every sin, 
And make my guilty conscience clean; 
Here, on my heart the burden lies, 
And past offences pain my eyes. 

4 My lips with shame my sins confess, 
Against thy law, against thy grace ; 
Lord, should thy judgments grow severe, 
I am condemned, but thou art clear. 

5 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, 
I must pronounce thee just in death; 
And if my soul were sent to hell, 

Thy righteous law approves it well. 

6 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, 
Whose hopes still hovering round thy word ; 
Would light on some sweet promise there, 
Some sure support against despair. 

Watts. 



96 BIBLE HARP. 

O^S. The Prodigal Son. O. F. M. 

1 Afflictions though they seem severe, 

In mercy oft are sent; 
They stop'd the Prodigal's career, 
And caused him to repent. 
Cho. — I die with hunger here, he cries, 
I starve in foreign lands, 
My father's house has large supplies, 
And bounteous are his hands. 

2 His father saw him coming back, 

He saw, and ran, and smiled, 
And threw his arms around the neck, 
Of his rebellious child. Cho. 

3 Father, I've sinned, but, 0, forgive ! 

Enough, the father said; 
Eejoice my house, my son's alive, 
For whom I mourned as dead. 
Cho. — I die with hunger now no more, 
Nor starve in foreign lands, 
My father's house has bread in store, 
And bounteous are his hands. 

4 Now let the fatted calf be slain, 

And spread the news around: 
My son was dead and lives again, 
\Vas lost, but now is found. Cho. 

5 Tis thus the Lord his love reveals 

To call poor sinners home, 
More than a father's love he feels, 
And welcomes all that come. Cho. 



BIBLE HABP. 97 

99. PRATERS. O. M. 

At the opening of a Prayer Meeting. 

1 Within these doors, assembled now, 

We wait thy blessing, Lord; 
Appear within our midst, we pray, 
According to thy word. 

2 May some sweet promise be applied 

When we attempt to read, 
For this alone can give support 
In every time of need. 

3 O breathe upon our lifeless souls, 

And raise our drooping hearts, 
That we may see thy smiling face 
Before we hence depart. 

4 And now, blessed Spirit, come, 

We long to see thee move; 
Strengthen our faith, revive our zeal, 
And fill us all with love. 

XOO. The House of Prayer. 

Tune.— The Old Arm Chair. * 

1 I love it, I love it, and who shall dare 
To chide me for loving the House of 

Prayer ? 
I have prized it long as a holy place, 
Where my gracious God shows his smiling 

face; 
Do you ask me why I linger here ? 
Why the place to me is so sweet and dear? 
Here my soul was sav'd from the fowler's 

snare, 
And a sacred place is the House of Prayer 
G 



98 BIBLE HARP, 

2 *Tis a place of peace, and a place of rest, 

And of all the earth this place is the best, 

Here we feast on love and abound in joy — 

Our hearts beat high with hope, and 

our tongues we employ 

In the praise of him who came to save 

From the guilt of sin, and the power of 

the grave, 
His love and truth we here declare, 
And we love to pray in the House of Prayer. 

3 Here the meek and the lowly in heart 

agree 
To raise the voice while they bend the 

knee, 
And gentle showers of grace distil, 
Our hearts to cheer, our souls to fill; 
Let the vain and proud this place pass by, 
Let them scorn the thought to linger nigh, 
But I love it, I love it, and will declare 
That there is no place like the House of 
o Prayer. 

4 No place like this beneath the sun, 

But there'll be a place in the world to 

come, 
Where the wicked will not trouble the 

blest, 
Where the weary soul will forever rest. 
Where the prayer of faith finds its great 

reward, 
And the faithful .one will be with the Lord ; 
But until my soul shall enter there, 
Let me still delight in the House of 

Prayer. 



BIBLE HARP. 99 

lOl. O. M, 

Versification of the Lord's Prayer. 
Xote. — The following versification of the Lord's 
Prayer was composed by Dr. Judson, March, 1825, 
while in prison at Ava, in Burmah, and is said to be 
comprised in fewer words than the original Greek 
and in two more only than the common translation. 

1 Our Father, God,, who art in heaven, 

All hallowed by thy name, 
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done, 
In earth and heaven the same. 

2 Give us this day our daily bread, 

And, as we those forgive 
"Who sin against us, so may we 
Forgiving grace receive. 

3 Into temptation lead us not, 

From evil set us free, 
The kingdom, power, and glory, Lord, 
Ever belong to thee. 

lO^. The nature of Prayer, O. M. 

1 Prayer is the soul's sincere desire, 

Unuttered or expressed, 
The motion of a hidden fire, 

That trembles in the breast. 
Prayer is the burden of a sigh, 

The falling of a tear, 
The upward glancing of an eye, 

"When none but God is near. 

2 Prayer is the simplest form of speech 

That infant lips can try, 
Prayer the sublimest strains that reach 
The Majesty on high; 



100 BIBLE HARP. 

Prayer is the Christian's vital breath. 

The Christian's native air, 
His watchword at the gates of death : 

He enters heaven with prayer. 

Montgomery. 

103. There's nothing like Prayer. 
Air,— Sweet Home. 

1 When torn is the bosom by sorrow and 

care, 
Be it ever so simple, there's nothing like 

prayer; 
It eases, soothes, softens, subdues, yet 

sustains, 
Gives vigor to hope, and puts passion in 

chains ; 
Prayer, prayer, sweet, sweet prayer, 
Be it ever so simple, there's nothing like 

prayer. 

2 When far from the friends we hold dearest 

to part, 

What fond recollections still cling to the 
heart ; 

Past converse, past scenes, past enjoy- 
ments are there, 

But how hurtfully pleasing till hallowed 
by prayer. 

Prayer, prayer, sweet, sweet prayer, 

Be it ever so simple, there's nothing like 
prayer. 

3 When pleasure would woo us from piety's 

arms, 
The s\ren sings sweetly, and silently charms; 



BIBLE HARP. 101 

We listen, love's loiter, till caught in the 

snare, 
But looking to Jesus we conquer by prayer. 
Prayer, prayer, sweet, sweet prayer, 
Be it ever so simple, there's nothing like 

prayer. 

4 While strangers to prayer, we are stran- 
gers to bliss, 
Heaven pours its full streams through no 

medium like this; 
And till we the seraph's full ecstacy share, 
Our chalice of joy must be guarded by 

prayer. 
Prayer, prayer, sweet, sweet prayer, 
Be it ever so simple, there's nothing like 
prayer. 

Miss Ann Button, of Ireland. 

104. Exhortation to Prayer L. MC. 

1 What various hindrances we meet 
In coming to a mercy-seat; 

Yet, who that knows the worth of prayer, 
But wishes to be often there. 

2 Prayer makes the darkened cloud with- 

draw, 
Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw, 
Gives exercise to faith and love, 
Brings every blessing from above. 

3 Restraining prayer, we cease to fight; 
Prayer makes the Christian's armor bright: 
And Satan trembles when he sees 

The weakest saint upon his knees. 



102 BIBLE HARP. 

4 Have you no words ? ah, think again, 
Words flow apace when you complain, 
And fill your fellow-creatures dear 
With the sad tale of all your care. 

Cowper. 

XO£>. The Bower of Prayer. 1?. M. 

1 To leave my dear friends, and with neigh- 

bors to part, 
And go from my home it affects not my 

heart 
Like the thoughts of absenting myself for 

a .day 
From that blest retreat I have chosen to 

pray. 

2 Dear bower, where the pine and the pop- 

lar have spread, 
And woven their branches a roof o'er my 

head; 
How oft have I knelt on the evergreen 

there, 
And poured out my soul to my Saviour in 

prayer. 

3 The early shrill notes of the- lov'd night- 

ingale, 
That dwelt in my bower, I observed as my 

bell 
To call me to duty — while birds in the air 
Sung anthems of praises as I went to 

prayer. 

4 How sweet were the breezes, perfumed by 

the pine, 
The ivy, the balsam, the wild eglantine ! 



BIBLE HAEP. 103 

But sweeter, O sweeter, superlative, were 
The joys that I tasted in answer to prayer. 

5 For Jesus, my Saviour, deigned often to 

meet, 
And blest with his presence his humble 

retreat; 
Oft filled me with rapture and blessedness 

there, 
And gave me a foretaste of heaven in 

prayer. 

6 Dear bower, I must leave you, and bid 

you adieu, 

And pay my devotions in parts that are new ; 

Well knowing my Saviour resides every- 
where, 

And can in all places give answer to prayer. 



lOO. The Demand. O. 3MC- 

1 0, for a heart that loves to pray, 
To converse with the Lord; 
Fain would I give myself away, 
And lean upon his word. 

2 0, for invigorating grace, 
To raise my soul above; 

O, for that heavenly mindedness, 
That Satan cannot move. 

3 O for that fortitude which can 
My every fear control; 

Then would the dread of sinful man 
No more disturb my soul 



104 BIBLE HARP. 

4 Lord, thou canst conquer every foe — 
Thy grace can all supply. 
Amen ! Lord, may it be so, 
Let my corruptions die. 

HEAVENLY ANTICIPATIONS. 

107. Tu. ME. 

Delight in the worship of God* 

1 Far from my thoughts vain world begone, 
Let my religious hours alone ; 

Fain would my eyes my Saviour see, 
I wait a visit, Lord, from thee. 

2 O warm my heart with holy fire, 
And kindle there a pure desire ; 
Come, sacred Spirit, from above 
And fill my soul with heavenly love. 

3 Blest Saviour, what delicious fare ! 
How sweet thine entertainments are ! 
Ne'er did the angels taste above, 
Redeeming grace and dying love. 

Watts. 

108. Christ the way. IL. MI. 

1 Jesus my all to heaven is gone, 
He, whom I fix my hopes upon; 
His track I see, and I'll pursue 
The narrow way till him I view. 

2 The way the holy Prophets went, 
The road that leads from banishment, 
The King's Highway of holiness ' 
I'll go, for all his paths are peace. 



BIBLE HARP. 105 

3 This is the way I long have sought, 
And mourned, because I found it not; 
My grief and burden long have been, 
Because I could not cease from sin. 

4 The more I strove against its power, 
I sinned and stumbled but the more, 
Till late I heard my Saviour say, 
Come hither soul, I am the way, 

5 Lo ! glad I come ; and thou blest Lamb 
Shalt take me to thee as I am ; 

My sinful heart to thee I give, 
Nothing but love shall I receive. 

6 Then will I tell to sinners round 
What a dear Saviour I have found; 
I'll point to thy redeeming blood, 
And say — "Behold the way of God." 

Cennick. 

1<£>0. The Eden of Love. F. M. 

1 How sweet to reflect on the joys that 
await me 

In yon blissful region, the haven of rest, 

"Where glorified spirits with welcome shall 
greet me, 

And lead me to mansions prepared for the 
blest; 

Encircled with light, and with glory en- 
shrouded, 

My happiness perfect, my minds' sky un- 
clouded, 

I'll bathe in the ocean of pleasure un- 
bounded, 

And range with delight through the Eden 
of Love. 



106 BIBLE HARP. 

2 While angelic legions, with harps tuned 

celestial, 
Harmoniously join in the concert of 

praise, 
The saints, as they flock from the regions 

terrestial, 
In loud hallelujah's their voices will 

raise ; 
The songs to the Lamb shall re-echo 

through heaven, 
My soul will respond: "To Immanuel be 

given 
All glory, all honor, all might and do- 
minion, 
Who brought us through grace to the 

Eden of Love." 

3 Then hail, blessed state, hail ye songsters 

of glory, 
Ye harpers of bliss, soon I'll meet you 

above, 
And join your full choir in rehearsing the 

story, 
Salvation from sorrow through Jesus 's 

love; 
Though prisoned in earth, yet by anti- 
cipation 
Already my soul feels a sweet prelibation 
Of joys that await me when freed from 

probation, 
My heart's now in heaven the Eden of 

Love. 

J. J. Hix. 



BIBLE HARP. 107 

XIO. Way to Heaven. ^S. 

1 There is a heaven o'er yonder skies, 
A heaven where pleasure never dies ; 
A heaven I sometimes hope to see, 

f But fear again 'tis not for me. 
Cho. — But Jesus, Jesus is my friend, O, 
hallelujah, 
Hallelujah Jesus, Jesus is my friend. 

2 The way is difficult and straight, 
And narrow is the Gospel gate; 
Ten thousand dangers are therein, 

Ten thousand snares to take men in. Cho. 

3 I travel through a world of foes, 
Through conflicts sore my spirit goes; 
The tempter cries, I ne'er shall stand, 
Nor reach fair Canaan's happy land. Cho. 

4 Come life, come death, come then what 

will, 
Christ's footsteps I will follow still; 
Through dangers thick and hell's alarms, 
I shall be safe in his dear arms. 
For Jesus, &c. 

111. The Christian's Hope. @^ && 6s. 

1 O glorious hope of perfect love, 
It lifts me up to things above, 

It bears on eagle's wings; 
It gives my ravished soul a taste, 
And makes me for some moments feast 

With Jesus' priests and kings. 

2 There is my house and portion fair, 
My treasure and my heart are there, 

And my abiding home; 



108 BIBLE HARP. 

For me my elder brethren stay, 
And angels beckon me away, 

And Jesus bids me, come. 
3 I come, thy servant, Lord, replies, 
I come to meet thee in the skies, 

And claim my heavenly rest; 
Now let the pilgrim's journey end, 
Now, my Saviour, brother, friend, 

Receive me to thy breast. 

11^. Baptism of Christ. O. M. 

1 Thus was the great Redeemer plunged, 

In Jordan's swelling flood; 
To show he must be soon baptized 
In tears, and sweat, and blood. 

2 Thus was his sacred body laid 

Beneath the yielding wave; 
Thus was his sacred body raised 
Out of the liquid grave. 

3 Lord, we thy precepts would obey: 

In thy own footsteps tread ; 
Would die, be buried, rise with thee, 
Our ever-living head. 

113. Longing to be there. p*. IVX. 

1 Let me go to my home, to my haven of rest ; 
Let me go to that home, of all others the 

best: 
With the sweet singers, there 'mid the 

heavenly choir, 
Ascribing all glory to God evermore: 
For I love my dear Saviour, 
And I fain would be there. 



BIBLE HABP. 109 

2 In our Father's own house there are man- 

sions of rest, 
As the Saviour has told us, for the souls 

of the blest, 
And he's gone to prepare all his children 

a place, 
And will soon take them there to behold 
his dear face • ' 
For he loves all truly his own, 
And will there them embrace. 

3 Come, my neighbors and friends, will you 

go with me there? 
Will you go to this home, or the land of 



Be entreated, we pray, and come with us 

to-day, — 
All heaven invites you, come away, come 
away 
To the arms of our Saviour: 
Danger waiteth delay! J. G. Perry. 

114. The SainVs Sweet Home. 

1 'Mid scenes of confusion, and creature 

complaints, 

How sweet to my soul is communion with 

saints; [room, 

To find at the banquet of mercy there's 

And feel in the presence of Jesus at home. 

Chorus. — Home, home, sweet, sweet home; 

Prepare me, dear Saviour, for 

glory, my home. 

2 An alien from God, and a stranger to grace, 
I wandered through earth, its gay pleas- 
ures to trace; 



110 BIBLE HARP. 

In the pathway of sin I continued to roam, 
Unmindful, alas ! that it led me from 
home. Cko. 

3 The pleasures of earth I have seen fade 

away; 
They bloom for a season, but soon tney 

decay; 
But pleasures more lasting in Jesus are 

given, — 
Salvation on earth, and a mansion in 

heaven. Cho. 

4 Allure me no longer, ye false glowing 

charms ! 
The Saviour invites me, I'll go to his arms, 
At the banquet of mercy I hear there is 

room, 
O there may I feast with his children at 

home. Clio. 



XXSu The Claistian's triumph,, F. ML 

1 Joyfully, joyfully onward I roam. 

Bound for the land of the bright world to 

come ; 
Angelic choristers v/elcome me on, 
Joyfully, joyfully haste to thy home; 
Soon shall I pass from the dark vale of woe 
Home to the land of the righteous I'll go ; 
Pilgrim and stranger, no more shall I 

roam, 
Joyfully, joyfully resting at home. 



BIBLE HABP. Ill 

2 Friends fondly cherished now sleep in 

the ground, 
But they'll awake when the last trump 

shall sound, 
Singing to cheer me as upward we soar, 
Joyfully meeting our Lord in the air; 
Sounds of sweet melody fall on the ear, 
Harps of the blessed your voices I'll hear; 
Ringing with harmony heaven's high 

dome, 
Joyfully, joyfully haste to thy home. 

3 Death with his weapons of war has laid 

low 
Many a pilgrim who feared not the blow; 
Jesus has broken the bars of the tomb, 
Joyfully, joyfully will they come home; 
Bright will the morn of eternity dawn, 
Death shall be banished, his sceptre be 

gone, 
Joyfully then shall I witness his doom, 
Joyfully, joyfully, safely at home. 

HO. Going home. JP. M. 

1 We are marching to a blissful home, 
Going home, going home ; 
"Where sin and sorrow ne'er can come, 

Going home, going home; 
All those in yonder peaceful clime, 
Uncompassed by the woes of time, 
Our souls shall know the joys sublime 
Of that home, of that home. 
& Lonely and sadly we pass along, 
Going home, going home; 



112 BIBLE HAKP. 

Hoping to join the ransomed throng, 

Going home, going home ; 
Through deserts dark and drear we stray, 
And wait with longing hearts the day 
"When God shall wipe all tears away, 

In our home, in our home. 

3 Lift up your hearts, ye weary saints, 

Going home, going home; 
Soon ye shall end your sad complaints, 

In your home, in your home; 
Weeping endureth for a night; 
But soon the mom of glorious light 
Shall on us pour its radiance bright, 

In our home, in our home. 

4 Come, sinners, with us journey on, 

To our home, to our home; 
Where toils and trials never come 

To our home, to our home; 
And know that Jesus died for thee, 
He would thy face in glory see, 
And hear thy songs of victory, 

Sinners come, sinners come. 

11^. The dying Christian. lis* 

1 My soul's full of glory, inspiring my tongue, 
Could I meet with angels I'd sing them a 

song; 
I'd sing of my Jesus, and tell of his 

charms, 
And beg them to bear me to his loving 
arms. 



BIBLE HARP. 113 

2 Methinks they're descending to hear while 

I sing, 
"Well pleased to hear mortals a praising 

their King ; 
0, angels ! — 0, angels ! my soul's in a flame, 
I faint in sweet rapture at Jesus' name. 

3 Jesus ! Jesus ! thou balm of my soul, 
'Twas thou, my dear Jesus, that made my 

heart whole ; 
G bring me to view thee, thou precious 

sweet King, 
In ocean's of glory thy praises to sing. 

4 Sweet Spirit attend me, till Jesus shal 1 

come, 
Protect and defend me until I'm called 

home ; 
Though worms, my poor body may claim 

as their prey, 
'Twill outshine, when rising, the sun at 

noon-day. 

5 The sun shall be darken'd, the moon 

turn'd to blood, 

The mountains all melt at the presence of 
God; 

Eed lightnings may flash, and loud thun- 
ders may roar, 

AH this cannot daunt me on Canaan's 
blest shore. 

H 



114 BIBLE HARP. 

XX^. Sweet land of rest. O. IWC. 

1 Sweet land of rest ! for thee I sigh ; 

When will the moment come, 
When I shall lay my armor by, 
And dwell with Clirist at home. 

2 No tranquil joys on earth I know — 

No peaceful sheltering dome: 

This world's a wilderness of woe, 

This world is not my home. 

3 To Jesus Christ I sought for rest; 

He bade me cease to roam, 
But fly for succour to his breast, 
And he'll conduct me home. 
& I would at once have quit this place, 
Where foes in fury roam ; 
But ah, my passport was not sealed, 
I could not yet go home. 

5 When by affliction sharply tried, 

I viewed the gaping tomb ; 
Although I dread death's chilling tide, 
Yet still I sighed for home. 

6 Weary of wand'ring round and round, 

This vale of sin and gloom, 
I long to leave the unhallowed ground 
And dwell with Christ at home, 

XXO. The everlasting song. O. 3T,. 

1 Earth has engrossed my love too long, 
'Tis time I lift mine eyes 
Upward, dear Father, to thy throne, 
And to my native skies. 



■ 



BIBLE HARP. 115 

9 2 There the blest man, my Saviour, sits, 

The God ! how bright he shines ! 
h And scatters infinite delight 

On all the happy minds. 
* 3 Seraphs, with elevated strains 

Circle the throne around, 
| I And move, and storm the starry plains 
With an immortal sound. 
1 4 Jesus, the Lord, their harps employs, 
4 Jesus, my love they sing ! 
! Jesus, the life of all our joys, 
I Sounds sweet from every string. 
■5 Now let me mount and join their song, 

And be an angel too ; 
) My heart, my hand, my ear, my tongu e, 
I Here's joyful work for you. 
■6 I would begin the music here, 
$ And so my soul should rise ; 
J 0, for some heavenly notes to bear, 

My spirit to the skies. Watts. 

death. 
ISO. ®s &, 5g. 

Life, the index of eternity. 
*JL And am I only born to die, 
I And must I suddenly comply 
With nature's stern decree; 
| What, after death for me remains, 

1 Celestial joys or hellish pains, 
~ J To all eternity ? 

2 How then ought I on earth to live, 
While God prolongs the kind reprieve, 






116 BIBLE HAEP. 

And props this house of clay; 
My sole concern, my single care. 
To watch, and tremble, and prepare 

Against that fatal day. 

3 No room for mirth or trifling here 
For worldly hope or worldly fear, 

If life so soon is gone ; 
If now the Judge is at the door, 
And all mankind must stand before 

The inexorable throne. 

-i No matter which my thoughts employ, 
A moment's misery or joy, 

But, O, when both shall end; 
Where shall I find my destined place ? 
Shall I my everlasting days 

With fiends or angels spend ? 

5 Jesus, youchsafe a pitying ray, 
Be thou my guide, be thou my way 

To glorious happiness; 
Ah, write thy pardon on my heart, 
And whensoe'er I hence depart, 

Let me depart in peace. 

IQ1. Meditation on the Tomb. O. M. 

1 Ye living men come view the ground 

Where you must shortly dwell; 
Hark ! how the awful summons sounds 
In every funeral knell. 

2 Once you must die, and once for all 

The solemn purport weigh; 
For know that heaven or hell is hung 
On that important day. 



BIBLE HARP. 117 

3 Those eyes so long in darkness veiled, 

Must wake the Judge to see, 
And every word and every thought 
Must pass his scrutiny. 

4 may I, in the Judge, behold 

My Saviour and my Friend, 
And far beyond the reach of death 
"With all his saints ascend. 



1£££2. The promised Land. I?. ~ML* 

1 I have a Father in the promised land, 
I have a Father in the promised land, 
My Father calls me, I must go, 

To meet him in the promised land. 
Cho. — I'll away, I'll away to the promised 
land, 
I'll away, I'll away to the promised 

land. 
My Father calls me, I must go, 
To meet him in the promised land. 

2 I have a Saviour in the promised land, 
I have a Saviour in the promised land, 
My Saviour calls me, I must go, 

To meet hin in the promised land, 
Cho. —I'll away, I'll away to the promised 
land, 
I'll away, I'll away to the promised 

land, 
My Saviour calls me, I must go, 
To meet him in the promised land. 



118 BIBLE HARP. 

3 I have a crown in the promised land, 
I have a crown in the promised land, 
When Jesus calls me, I must go, 

To wear it in the promised land. 
Cho. — I'll away, I'll away to the promised 
land, 
I'll away, I'll away to the promised 

land, 
"When Jesus calls me, I must go, 
To wear it in the promised land. 

4 I hope to meet you in the promised land, 
I hope to meet you in the promised land, 
At Jesus' feet a joyous band : 

We'll praise him in the promised land. 
Cho. — We'll away, we'll away to the prom- 
ised land, 
We'll away, we'll away to the prom- 
ised land, 
At Jesus' feet a j oyous band : 
We'll praise him in the promised land. 

X££3. Death of Christian Friends. O. !M. 

1 Why do we mourn, departing friends, 

Or shake at death's alarms ? 
'Tis but the voice that Jesus sends, 
To call them to his arms. 

2 Are we not tending upward, too, 

As fast as time can move ? 
Nor would we wish the hours more slow 
To keep us from our love. 



BIBLE HAEP. 119 

3 Why should we tremble to convey 

Their bodies to the tomb ? 
'Twas there the flesh of Jesus lay, 
And left a long perfume. 

4 The graves of all the saints he blest, 

And softened every bed; 
Where should the dying members rest, 
But with their dying head ? 

5 Thence he arose ascended high, 

And showed our feet the way; 
Up to the Lord our souls shall fly, 
At the great rising day. 

6 Then let the last loud trumpet sound, 

And bid our kindred rise : 
Awake, ye nations, under ground, 
Ye saints, ascend the skies. Watts. 

1^4. All is well IP. M. 

1 What's this that steals, that steals upon 

my frame ? 
Is it death, is it death ? 
That soon will quench, will quench this 
vital flame ? 
Is it death, is it death ? 
If this be death, I soon shall be 
From every pain and sorrow free, 
I shall the King of Glory see, — 
All is well, all is well. 

2 Weep not, my friends, my friends weep 

not for me, — 
All is well, all is well; 



120 BIBLE HARP. 

My sins are pardoned, pardoned I am free, 

All is well, all is well ; 
There's not a cloud that doth arise, 
To hide my Saviour from my eyes, 
I soon shall mount the upper skies,— 

All is well, all is well. 

3 Tune, tune your harps, your harps, ye 

saints in glory, — 

All is well, all is well ; 
I will rehearse, rehearse the pleasing story, 

All is well, all is well; 
Bright angels are from glory come, 
They're round my bed, they're in my room, 
They wait to waft my spirit home, — 

All is well, all is well. 

4 Hark, hark ! my Lord, my Lord and Mas- 

ter calls me, — 

All is well, all is well ; 
I soon shall see, shall see his face in glory, 

All is well, all is well; 
Farewell, dear friends, adieu, adieu, 
I can no longer stay with you, 
My glittering crown appears in view, — 

All is well, all is well. 

1S5. P. 1ST. 

Dying Christian. 
1 What is it that steal's o'er my frame ? 
Its death I do believe, 
And Jesus stands with open arms 

My spirit to receive; 
And when I get to heaven above, 
"No one will on me frown, 



BIBLE HARP. 121 

For I shall be an angel bright, 
And wear a glorious crown. 
Cho. — O my mother, don't you weep for me, 
I'm dying, but I happy am, 
I soon shall Jesus see. 

2 See, there are angels round my bed, 

Dear father, don't you cry, 
Waiting to take my spirit home, 

To mansions in the sky; 
And when I reach that peaceful home, 

How happy I shall be, 
For I shall be an angel bright 

To all eternity. 

my father, &c. 

3 So now my dearest brothers, 

You soon must bid adieu, 
Whilst I linger on this death bed, 

I have a heavenly view; 
I hope we soon shall meet again, 

Shall meet to part no more, 
And then how happy we shall be 

On Canaan's peaceful shore. 
O my brothers, &c. 

4 Farewell my dearest sisters, 

I have not lived for naught, 
1 know that by the blood of Christ 

My pardon has been bought; 
It was at the Sunday-school I learnt, 

My teacher told me there, 
That against the child's appeal 

God never shuts his ear. 
O my sisters, &c. 



122 BIBLE HABP. 

5 Farewell, my friends, farewell forever, 
I can no longer stay, 
My Jesns still is standing by 

To beckon me away; 
And wlien I leave this sinful world, 

Dear sister, don't you cry, 
For I have got a glittering crown 
To mansions in the sky. 
my parents, &c. 



JUDGMENT. 

1££€>. Pleading for acceptance. O. T?. M[« 

1 When thou, my righteous Judge, shalt 

come, 
To call thy ransomed people home, 

Shall I among them stand? 
Shall such a worthless worm as I, 
Who sometimes am afraid to die, 

Be found at thy right hand ? 

2 I love to meet among them now — 
Before thy gracious feet to bow, 

Though weakest of them all; 
But can I bear the piercing thought, 
To have my worthless name left out, 

When thou for them shalt call. 

3 Prevent, prevent it by thy grace, 

Be thou, dear Lord, my hiding place 

In that expected day; 
Thy pard'nmg voice, 0, let me hear, 
To still each unbelieving fear, 

Nor let me fall, I pray. 



BIBLE HAEP. 123 

4: Let me among thy saints be found 
When the archangel's trump shall sound, 

To see thy smiling face; 
Then loud through all thethrongl'll sing, 
While heaven's resounding mansions ring 
With shouts of boundless grace. 

Oungton's Coll. 

n^^. ^s Sd 6s. 

Mourning at Judgment. 

1 The judgment day is rolling on, 
The judgment day is rolling on, 
The judgment day is rolling orij 

As fast as time can move. 
Chorus. — Oh, there will be mourning, 

Mourning, mourning, mourning, 
At the judgment seat of Christ. 

2 This congregation there may part, 
There wives and husbands soon may part, 
There friends and neighbors soon may 

part, 
May part to meet no more. Cho. 

3 Parents and children there may part, 
Brothers and sisters there may part, 
Pastors and people there may part, 

May part to meet no more. Cho. 

4: The heirs of glory there will meet, 
Saints and angels there will meet, 
Th'blood wash'd comp'ny there will meet, 
Will meet to part no more. 
there will be glory, &c. 



124 BIBLE HARP. 

1^^. . The Judgment Day. O. MI. 

1 That awful day will surely come, 

Th'appointed hour makes haste, 
When I must stand before my Judge, 
And pass the solemn test. 

2 Thou lovely chief of all my joys, 

Thou sovereign of my heart; 
How could I bear to hear thy voice, 
Pronounce the sound, Depart. 

3 What ! to be banished from my life, 

And yet forbid to die ; 

To linger in eternal pain, 

Yet death forever fly ? 

4 O wretched state of deep despair, 

To see my God remove, 
And fix my doleful station where 
I must not taste his love. 

5 Jesus, I throw my arms around, 

And hang upon thy breast; 
Without a gracious smile from thee 
My spirit cannot rest. Watts. 



l^O. The Eden above. 

1 We're bound for the land of the pure and 
the holy, 
The home of the happy, the kingdom 
of love; 



BIBLE HARP. 125 

Ye wanderers from God in the broad road 
of folly, 
O say, will you go to the Eden above ? 
Will you go, will you go, will you go, will 
you go; 
Oh say, will you go to the Eden above ? 

2 March on, happy pilgrims, that land is 

before you, 
And soon its ten thousand delights we 
will prove; 
Yes, soon we shall walk o'er the hills of 

bright glory, 
And drink the pure joys of the Eden 

above. 
Will you go, will you go, will you go, will 

you go ? 
Oh yes, we will go to the Eden above. 

3 And yet, guilty sinner, we would not for- 

sake thee; 
We halt yet a moment as onward we 
move: 
Oh come to the Lord; in his arms he will 
take thee, 
And bear thee along to the Eden above. 
Will you go, will you go, will you go, will 
you go; 
say, will you go to the Eden above ? 

130. The Saint's Home. IE*. M. 

1 We speak, we speak of the realms of the 
blest, 
Of that country so bright and so fair; 



126 BIBLE HAEP. 

And oft are its glories confess'd, con- 
fess'd, 
But what must it be to be there. 

2 We speak, we speak of its pathway of 

gold, 
Of its walls deck r d with jewels so rare; 
Of its wonders and pleasures untold, un- 
told, 
. But what must it be, to be there ? 

3 We speak, we speak of its freedom from sin, 

From sorrow, temptation, and care; 
From trials without and within, within, 
But what must it be to be there ? 

4 We speak, we speak of its service of love, 

Of the robes which the glorified wear; 
Of the raptures which every heart shall 
move, 
But what must it be to be there ? 

5 May we, may we, then, midst pleasure or 

woe, 

For that kingdom our hearts now pre- 
pare ; 
And shortly we also shall know, shall know, 

And feel what it is to be there. 

131. This world not our own. 

Tune:— Old Folks at Home. 

1 There is a world of peace and pleasure, 
Faith can discern; 
Where lies my best, my dearest treasure, 
There's where my heart doth turn; 



BIBLE HARP. 127 

Here, o'er this niin'd dark creation 

Sadly I roam, 
Still longing for the great salvation, 
And for my own blest home. 
Cho, — All the world is dark and dreary, 
Everywhere I roam ; 
pilgrims, how my heart grows weary , 
Far from my own blest home. 

2 There are those mansions full of glory, 

By Christ prepared; 
Where we'll recount the wondrous story, 

Where joys divine are shared; 
Then all the sons of God united 

Joyful we'll sing; 
O what a shout from souls delighted, 

All heaven and earth will ring. Cho. 

3 Still, best of all, to see the Saviour 

There on the throne; 
Smiles shouting forth his love and favor, 

And meeting all his own; 
When shall we hear that voice inviting, 

"Ye blessed come !" 
When shall we joyful, then uniting, 

Praise God that we're at home. Cho. 

13^. O. M. 

Hope of Heaven, our support on Earth. 

1 When I can read my title clear, 

To mansions in the skies; 
I'll bid farewell to every fear, 
And wipe my weeping eyes. 

2 Should earth against my soul engage, 

And hellish darts be hurled; 



128 BIBLE HABP. 

Then I can smile at Satan's rage, 
And face a frowning world. 

3 Let cares like a wild deluge come, 

And storms of sorrow fall ; 
May I but safely reach my home, 
My God, my heaven, my all. 

4 There shall I bathe my weary soul, 

In seas of heavenly rest; 
And not a wave of trouble roll 
Across my peaceful breast. 

5 When we've been there ten thousand years, 

Bright-shining like the sun, 
"We've no less days to sing God's praise, 
Than when we first begun. Watts. 

133. ^. ML 

Joy in the Salvation of Sinners. 

1 Who can forbear to sing, 

Who can refuse to praise, 
When Zion's high, celestial King 
His saving power displays ? 

2 When sinners at his feet, 

By mercy, conquered, fall ? 
When grace and truth, and justice meet, 
And peace unites them all ? 

3 Who can forbear to praise 

Our high, celestial King, 
When sovereign, rich, redeeming grace 
Invites our tongues to sing ? 

Swain. 



BIBLE HARP. 129 

13 i. ^s & 8s. 

77iere ts a land of pleasure. 

1 There is a land of pleasure, 

Where streams of joy forever roll, 
'Tis there I have my treasure, 

And there I hope to rest my soul; 
Long darkness dwelt around me, 

With scarcely once a cheering ray, 
But since my Saviour 's found me, 

A light has shown about my way. 

2 My way is full of danger, 

It is the path that leads to God t 
Then like a valiant soldier 

I'll dauntless keep the happy road ; 
Now I must gird my armor on, 

My helmet, breast-plate, and ray shield;. 
And fight the fight of Canaan, 

Until I gain the heavenly field. 

3 I'm on my way to Canaan, 

Still guided by my Saviour's hand, 
O come along, dear sinner, 

And see Immanuel's happy land; 
To all that stay behind me 

I bid a long, a long farewell, 
O come, or you'll repent it, 

When you have reached the gates of helh 

4 The vale of tears surround me, 

And Jordan's current rolls b fore, 
how I stand and tremble, 

To hear the dismal waters roar; 
Whose hand shall then support me, 

And keep my soul from sinking there, 
I 



130 BIBLE HARP. 

From sinking down to darkness, 
To the black regions of despair. 

5 The waves shall not affright me, 

Although they're deeper than the grave. 
If Jesns will stand by me, 

I'll ride safe o'er on Jordan's wave; 
His word has calmed the ocean, 

His lamp has cheered the gloomy vale, 

may this friend be with me, 

When through the gates of death I sail 

6 Then come thou King of terrors, 

And with thy weapons lay me low, 

1 soon shall reach that region, 
Where everlasting pleasures flow; 

Now, Christians, I must leave you 
A few more days to suffer here, 

Through grace I soon shall see you, 
My soul exults, I'm almost there. 

7 But, O, the thoughtless company, 

That crowd the road that leads to woe, 
For them I'm rilled with sympathy, 

I soon must bid them a long adieu; 
O, sinner, must I leave you 

No more to join your social band, 
* No more to stand before you 

Till at the judgment seat we stand ? 

8 Soon the archangels trumpet 

Shall shake this globe from j)ole to pole, 
And all the wheels of nature 
Shall in a moment cease to roll; 



BIBLE HAEP. 131 

Then shall I see my Saviour, 

With shining ranks of angels, come 

To execute his vengeance, 
And take his ransom'd people home. 

X3£>. Heaven in prospect. O- 1M» 

1 On Jordan's stormy banks I stand, 

And cast a wishful eye 
To Canaan's fair and happy land, 
Where my possessions lie. 

2 the transporting rapturous scene. 

That rises to my sight ; 
Sweet fields arrayed in living green, 
And rivers of delight. 

3 O'er all those wide extended plains 

Shines one eternal day, 
There God, the Son, forever reigns, 
And scatters night away. 

4 No chilling winds, nor poisonous breath 

Can reach that healthful shore, 
Sickness and sorrow, pain and death 
Are felt and feared no more. 
.5 When shall I reach that happy place, 
And be forever blest ? 
When shall I see my Father's face, 
And in his bosom rest ? 
6 Filled with delight, my raptured soul 
Would here no longer stay ; 
Though Jordan's waves should round mo 
roll, 
Fearless I'd launch away. S. Stennett. 



132 BIBLE HAEP. 



136. Universal Hallelujah. T's Sc 6s. 

1 When shall the voice of singing 

Flow joyfully along ? 
When hill and valley ringing 

With one triumphant song, 
Proclaim the contest ended, 

And Him who once was slain, 
Again to earth descended 

In righteousness to reign ? 

2 Then from the craggy mountains 

The sacred shout shall fly, 
And shady vales and fountains 

Shall echo the reply; 
High tower and lowly dwelling 

Shall send the chorus round, 
All hallelujah swelling 

In one eternal sound. 

Pratt's Coll. 

13^. 8s, T« & <ts. 

Truth spreading. 

1 Look, ye saints ! the day is breaking, 

Joyful times are near at hand, 
God, the mighty, God is speaking 
By his word in every land; 

Day advances, 
Darkness flies at his command. 

2 God of Jacob, high and glorious, 

Let thy people see thy power, 



BIBLE HARP. 133 

Let the Gospel be victorious 
Through the world forever more ; 

Then shall idols 
Perish while thy saints adore. 

Kelly. 



13S. Missionaries charged, ^s <§£ ^S- 

1 Onward, onward, men of heaven, 

Bear the Gospel banner high, 
Best not till its light is given, 

Star of every pagan sky, 
Send it where the pilgrim stranger 

Faints beneath the torrid ray, 
Bid the hardy forest ranger, 

Hail it, ere he fades away. 

2 Where the Arctic Ocean thunders, 

"Where the tropics fiercely glow, 
Broadly spread its ray of wonders, 

Brightly bid its radiance flow; 
India marks its lustre stealing, 

Shivering Greenland leaves its rays, 
Afric, 'mid her deserts kneeling, 

Lifts the untaught strain of praise. 

3 Rude in speech, or mild in feature, 

Dark in spirit though they be, 
Show that light to every creature, 

Prince or vassal, bond or free ; 
Lo ! they haste to every nation, 

Host on host the ranks supply; 
Onward ! Christ is your salvation, 

And your death is victory. 

SlGOURNEY. 



134: BIBLE HARP. 



139. Salem's Bright King. T*. M!. 

1 Salem's Bright King, Jesus by name, 
In ancient times to Jordan came, 

All righteousness to fill; 
'Twas there the ancient Baptist stood, 
Whose name was John, a man of God, 

To do his Master's will. 

2 Down in old Jordan's rolling stream 
The Baptist led the holy Lamb, 

And there did him baptize ; 
Jehovah saw his darling Son, 
And was well pleased in what he'd done, 

And owned him from the skies. 

3 "This is my Son !" Jehovah cries, 
The echoing voice from glory flies, 

' ' O, children, hear ye him ; 
Hark ! 'tis his voice, behold ! he cries, 
Repent, believe, and be baptized, 

And wash away your sins. " 

4 Come, children, come, his voice obey, 
Salem's Bright King has marked the way, 

And has a crown prepared; 
O, then arise, and give consent, 
Walk in the way that Jesus went, 

And have the great reward. 

5 Believing, children, gather round, 
And let your joyful songs abound, 

With cheerful hearts arise ; 
See, here is water, here is room, 
A loving Saviour calling "come," 

0, children, be baptized. 



BIBLE HAEP. 135 

6 Behold ! his servant waiting stands 
With willing heart and ready hands, 
To wait npon the bride; 
Ye candidates, your hearts prepare, 
And let us join in solemn prayer 
Down by the water side. 

HO. 8s, 'T's «fe 4s. 

To be sung after the administration of the 
ordinance of Baptism. 

1 Now, since I have been baptized 

In the triune sacred name, 
May I, Saviour, by thee guided, 
Bear the cross, despise the shame; 

By thy spirit 
Seal me thine, forever thine. 

2 Purge my heart, preserve my conscience, 

From the love and guilt of sin, 
If I'm of thy dear bought purchase, 
Cleanse me, make me pure within; 

Saviour keep me 
Ever near thy sacred side. 

3 Then, when I am done with shadows, 

And my trials here shall cease, 
May I, Jesus, in thy presence, 
Dwell in sweet eternal peace ; 

There to praise thee 
For thy free amazing grace. 

141. Christ's Example. H*. !M. 

1 Our Saviour bowed beneath the wave, 
And meekly sought a watery grave ; 
Come, see the sacred path he trod, 
A path well pleasing to our God. 



136 BIBLE HARP. 

2 His voice we hear, his footsteps trace, 
And hither come to seek his face; 

To do his will, to feel his love, 

And join our songs with songs above. 

3 Hosanna to the Lamb divine, 

Let endless glories round him shine ; 
High o'er the heavens forever reign, 
O Lamb of God, for sinners slain. 

Judson. 



Following Christ in Baptism. 

1 Buried beneath the yielding wave 

The great Redeemer lies, 
Faith views him in the watery grave, 
And thence beholds him rise. 

2 Thus do his willing saints to-day, 

Their ardent zeal express, 
And in the Lord's appointed way 
Fulfil all righteousness. 

3 With joy we in his footsteps tread, 

And would his cause maintain; 
Like him be numbered with the dead, 
And with him rise and reign. 

4 His presence oft revives our hearts, 

And drives our fears away; 
When he commands, and strength imparts, 
We cheerfully obey. 

Beddome. 



BIBLE HABP. 137 

143. Hinder me not. O. JUL, 

1 In all my Lord's appointed ways 

My journey I'll pursue, 
"Hinder me not," ye much loved saints, 
For I must go with you. 

2 Through floods and flames, if Jesus leads, 

I'll follow where he goes ; 
"Hinder me not !" shall be my cry, 
Though earth and hell oppose. 

3 Through duties and through trials too 

I'll go at his command, 
"Hinder me not," for I am bound 
To my Immanuel's land. 

4 And when my Saviour calls me home, 

Still this my cry shall be : 
"Hinder me not !" come welcome death, 
I'll gladly go with thee. Ryland . 

THE LORD'S SUPPER. 

X<L<lr. Christ's sufferings, our hope. X^u IML. 

1 We come around thy table, Lord, 
Examined by thy holy word, — 
And so partake the bread and wine, 
Emblems of Thee — for sinners slain. 

2 Thy body broken on the tree, 

For us thy blood was poured out free, 
That we might eat, and drink, and live, 
Christ, for us, thus his life did give. 

3 O sing ye — God, so loved each one, 
He gave his own begotten Son 



138 BIBLE HABP. 

To die, that who in him believed, 
Might all be ever blest and saved. 

4 Great God, our Saviour, and our King, 
We feel thy spirit, now, within; 

Our bosoms heave with heaven in view, 
With joys that sinners never knew. 

5 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
By all the fallen blood-bought host, 
Be everlasting praises sung, 

Now, and forever more, — Amen. 

J. G, Perry. 



FAMILY WORSHIP. 

l<Ir£>. Morning Hymn. T's. 

1 Now the shades of night are gone, 
Now is past the early dawn ; 
Lord, we would be thine to-day. 
Drive the shades of night away. 

2 Make our souls as noonday clear, 
Banish every doubt and fear ; 

In the vineyard, Lord, to-day, 
We would labor, we would pray. 

3 When our work of life is past, 
O receive us all at last, 
Labor then will all be o'er, 
Since dark night will be no more. 

14rO. Early Devotion. O. MI. 

1 Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear 

My voice ascending high, 
To thee will I direct my prayer, 

To thee lift up mine eye. 



BIBLE HAEP. 139 

2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone, 

To plead for all his saints, 
Presenting at his Father's throne 
Our songs and our complaints. 

3 Thou art a God before whose sight 

The wicked shall not stand; 

Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight, 

Nor dwell at thy right hand. 

4 may thy Spirit guide my feet 

In ways of righteousness; 
Make every path of duty straight, 
And plain before my face. 

5 Now to thy house will I resort, 

To taste thy mercies there ; 
I will frequent thy holy court, 
And worship in thy fear. Watts. 

\.'^L/7 / . Evening Prayer. L. MC. 

1 O Lord ! at evening's close, this night, 
Come, and renew our hearts aright; 
Help us thy mercies to rehearse, 

And praise Thee in harmonious verse. 

2 May we this night have quiet rest, 
And peace with all, within our breast; 
And let thy angels come, we pray, 
And guard us till the coming day. 

3 Then give us wisdom from above, 
And faith, and hope, and perfect love ; 
That we may act our humble part 
With kindest feelings from the heart. 



140 BIBLE HARP. 

4 And when our work is done below, 
Then may our souls to glory go ; 
There dressed in robes of spotless white, 
With saints and angels to unite. 

J. G. Perry. 



148. Evening Hymn. ^. 3ML 

1 The day is past and gone, 

The evening shades appear; 
O may we all remember well 
The night of death draws near. 

2 We lay our garments by, 

Upon our beds to rest ; 
So death will soon disrobe us all 
Of what we here possess. 

3 Lord, keep us safe this night, 

Secure from all our fears ; 
May angels guard us while we sleep, 
Till morning light appears. 

4 And if we early rise, 

And view the unwearied sun; 
May we set out to win the prize, 
And after glory run. 

5 And when our days are past, 

And we from time remove ; 
O may we in thy bosom rest, 
The bosom of thy love. 

Hartford Selection, 



BIBLE HABP. 141 

149. 6s & ^b. 

The Blessings of Friendship. 

1 How pleasant 'tis to see 
Kindred and friends agree, 

Each in their proper station move; 

And each fulfil his part 

With sympathizing heart, 

In all the cares of life and love. 

2 'Tis like the ointment shed, 
On Aaron's sacred head; 
Divinely rich, divinely sweet 
The oil through all the room 
Diffused a choice perfume, 

Ban through his robes and blest his feet. 

3 Like fruitful showers of rain, 
That water all the plain, 
Descending from the neighboring hills ; 
Such streams of pleasure roll 
Through every friendly soul, 

Where love like heavenly dew distils. 

UNION. 

1£>0„ Union Hymn. ^fc*. 

1 From whence doth this union arise 

That hatred is conquered by love ? 
It fastens our souls in such ties, 
As distance and time can't remove. 

2 It cannot in Eden be found, 

Nor yet in a paradise lost; 
It grows on Immanuel's ground, 
And Jesus' dear blood it did cost. 



142 BIBLE HARP, 

3 My brethren are dear unto me, 

Our hearts all -united in love; 
"Where Jesus is gone we shall be 
In yonder blest mansions above. 

4 "Why then so unwilling to part, 

Since there we shall all meet again ? 
Engraved on Immanuel's heart, 
At a distance we cannot remain. 

5 when shall we see that bright day, 

And join with the angels above; 
Set free from these prisons of clay, 
United in Jesus' love ? 

6 "With Jesus we ever shall reign, 

And all his bright glories shall see: 
Singing, Hallelujah! Amen! 
Amen ! even so let it be. 

Baldwin. 

X«51. Christian Union, ^s && Oj**« 

1 Attend ye saints, and hear me tell 
The wonders of Immanuel, 

Who saved me from a burning hell, 
And brought my soul with him to dwell, 
And feel a blessed union. 

2 "When first he view'd me from on high, 
And saw my soul in ruin lie, 

He looked on me with pitying eye, 
And said to me, as he passed by, 
With God you. have no union. 

3 But when my Saviour took me in, 
And with his blood did wash me clean, 



BIBLE HARP. 143 

'Twas then I hated every sin, 
And, O, what seasons I have seen, 
Since first I felt this union. 

4 I praised the Lord, both, night and day, 
From house to house I went to pray, 
And if I met one on the way, 

I always had some word to say 
About this heavenly union. 

5 I wonder why old saints don't sing, 
And mount on faith's triumphant wing, 
And make the heavenly arches ring 
With loud hosannah's to their King, 

Who brought their souls to union. 

6 Return, backsliders, come away, 
And learn to do, as well as say; 

Be careful that you watch and pray, 
Come, bear your cross from day to day, 
And then you'll feel this union. 

7 Soon all the saints now here below, 
Will leave these climes of pain and woe, 
And they will home to glory go, 

And then they'll see, and hear, and know, 
And feel this heavenly union. 

8 Then we the glorious Lamb shall see, 
Who groaned and died upon the tree, 
And spilt his blood for you and me, 
That we might his salvation see, 

And feel this glorious union. 
d When we recount life's dangers o'er, 
Review the labors which we bore, 
And see ourselves safe on the shore, 
With love our conqueror we'll adore, 
And feel increasing union. 



1M BIBLE HARP. 

10 When countless years have roll'd away, 
Our vigor suffering no decay, 

We'll all as one with rapture say, 

We still remember well the day, 

Our souls first felt this union. 

11 Hail, glorious Jesus ! reign on high, 
'Tis thou that brought us rebels nigh, 
We'll shout redemption through the sky, 
And praise thee to eternity. 

For such a glorious union. 

lc>^. Gratitude. O. M. 

1 When all thy mercies my God ; 

My rising soul surveys — 
Transported with the view, I'm lost 
In wonder love, and praise. 

2 Unnumber'd comforts to my soul, 

Thy tender care be stow' d, 
Before my infant heart conceiv'd 
From whom those comforts flow'd. 

3 When, in the slipp'ry paths of youth, 

With heedless steps, I ran, 
Thine arm, unseen, convey'd me safe, 
And led me up to man. 

4 Through hidden dangers, toils, and death, 

It gently clear'd my way ; 
And through the pleasing snares of vice 
More to be fear'd than they. 

5 Thy bounteous hand, with worldly bliss, 

Has made my cup run o'er ; 



BIBLE HAKP. 145 

And in a kind and faithful friend, 
Has doubled all my store. 

6 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts 

My daily thanks employ ; 
Nor is the least a cheerful heart 
That tastes those gifts with joy. 

7 Through ev'ry period of my life, 

Thy goodness I'll pursue ; 
And, after death, in distant worlds, 
The glorious theme renew. 

8 When nature fails, and day and night, 

Divide thy works no more, 
My ever-grateful heart, O, Lord ! 
Thy mercy shall adore. 

9 Through all eternity, to thee 

A joyful song I'll raise, 
But ! eternity's too short 
To utter all thy praise. Addison. 



153. 6s & £>s. 

When shall we meet again. 

Tunk.— Unity. 

1 When shall we meet again, 

Meet ne'er to sever, 

When will peace wreath her chain, 

Bound us, forever ; 
Our hearts will ne'er repose, 
Safe from each blast that blows, 
In this dark vale of woes, 
Never, no, never. 
K 



U6 BIBLE HARP. 

2 When shall love freely flow, 

Pure as life's river ? 
When shall sweet friendship glow 

Changeless, forever? 
Where joys celestial thrill, 
Where bliss each heart shall fill, 
And fear of parting chill, 

Never, no, never. 

3 There, to that world of light, 

Take us, dear Saviour, 
May we all there unite 

Happy, forever; 
Where kindred spirits dwell, 
There may our music swell, 
And time our joys dispell, 

Never, no, never. 

4 Soon shall we meet again, 

Meet ne'er to sever, 
There will peace wreathe her chain, 

Round us, forever. 
Weary saints then repose, 
Free from all worldly woes, 
Our songs of praise shall close, 

Never, no, never. 

XI54-. When shall ice meet again. T 

1 When shall we all meet again, 
When shall we all meet again, 
Oft shall glowing hope expire, 
Oft shall wearied love retire, 
Oft shall death and sorrow reign, 
Ere we all shall meet again. 



BIBLE HARP. 147 

2 Though in distant lands we sigh, 
Parched beneath a hostile sky, 
Though the deep between us rolls, 
Friendship shall unite our souls, 
And in fancy's wide domain 

Oft shall we all meet again, 

3 When our burnish'd locks are gray, 
Thin'd by many a toil-spent day, 
When around this youthful pine 
Moss shall creep and ivy twine, 
Long may this lov'd bower remain, 
Here may we all meet again. 

4 When the dreams of life are fled, 
When its wasted lamps are dead, 
When in cold oblivion's shade 
Beauty, wealth and fame are laid, 
Where immortal spirits reign, 
There may we all meet again. 



lol>. Parting Hymn, L. ML 

1 Brethren and sisters ere we part 
Join every voice and every heart, 
One solemn hymn to God we raise/, 
One final song of grateful praise. 

2 Christians, we here may meet no more, 
But there is yet a happier shore ; 

And there released from toil and pain, 
Beloved, we shall meet again. 



148 BIBLE HARP. 

X£>0. Parting Hand. L. 3X 

1 My Christian friends in bonds of love, 
Whose hearts in sweetest union prove; 
Your friendship 's like a drawing band, 
Yet we must take the parting hand. 

2 Your company 's sweet, your union dear, 
Your words delightful to my ear; 

Yet, when I see that we must part, 
You draw like cords about my heart. 

3 How sweet the hours have passed away, 
Since we have met to sing and pray; 
How loth we are to leave the place, 
Where Jesus shows his smiling face. 

4 could I stay with friends so kind, 
How would it cheer my drooping mind; 
But duty makes me understand 

That we must take the parting hand. 

B And since it is God's holy will, 
We must be parted for a while: 
In sweet submission, all as one, 
We'll say our Father's will be done. 

PART II. 

6 My dearest friends in christian ties, 
Who seek for mansions in the skies ; 
Fight on, we'll gain that happy shore, 
Where parting will be known no more. 

7 How oft I've seen your flowing tears, 
And heard you tell your hopes and fears ; 
Your hearts with love were seen to flame, 
Which makes me hope we'll meet again. 



BIBLE HAKP. 149 

8 Yon mourning souls, lift up your eyes 
To glorious mansions in the skies ; 

trust his grace, in Canaan's land, 
We'll no more take the parting hand. 

9 And now my friends, both old and young, 

1 hope in Christ you'll still go on ; 
And if on earth we meet no more, 
O, may we meet on Canaan's shore. 

10 I hope you'll all remember me, 
If you on earth no more I see; 

An interest in your prayers I crave, 
That we may meet beyond the grave. 

11 O glorious day ! O blessed hope ! 

My soul leaps forward at the thought; 
When in that happy, happy land 
We'll no more take the parting hand. 

1S ! 7 / . The Parting Hymn. &>& & 7s. 

1 Jesus, grant us all a blessing, 

Send it down, Lord, from above ; 
May we all go home a praising, 
And rejoicing in thy love. 
Cho. — Farewell brethren, farewell sisters, 
Till we all shall meet again. 

2 Jesus, pardon all our follies, 

Since together we have been; 
Make us humble, make us holy, 

Cleanse us all from every sin. Cho. 

3 May thy blessing, Lord, go with us, 

To each one's respective home; 
And the presence of our Jesus 
Kest upon us every one. Cho. 



150 BIBLE HAEI. 

158. Dismission. 8s, T's & 4s. 

1 Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing, 

Fill our hearts with joy and peace, 
Let us each thy love possessing, 
Triumph in redeeming grace; 
O refresh us, O refresh us, 
Trav'ling through this wilderness. 

2 Thanks we give and adoration 

For the Gospel's joyful sound, 
May the fruits of thy salvation 
In our hearts and lives be found- 

O refresh us, O refresh us, 
Trav'ling through this wilderness. 

Burder. 



159. Life's Billows. 8*. 

1 Toss'd upon life's raging billow, 

Sweet it is, O Lord, to know, 
Thou didst press a sailor's pillow, 

And canst feel a sailor 'swoe; 
Never slumbering, never sleeping, 

Though the night be dark and drear, 
Thou the faithful watch art keeping, 

"Ail, all's well," thy constant cheer. 

2 And though loud the wind is howling. 

Fierce though flash the lightnings red, 
Darkly though the storm-clouds scowling, 

O'er the sailor's anxious head; 
Thou canst calm the raging ocean, 

All its noise and tumult still. 
Hush the tempest's wild commotion, 

At the bidding of thy will. 



BIBLE HARP. 151 

3 Thus my heart the hope will cherish, 
While to thee I lift mine eye, 
Thou wilt save me ere I perish, 

Thou wilt hear the sailor's cry; 
And though mast and sail be riven, 

Life's short voyage will soon be o'er, 
Safely moor'd in heaven's wide heaven, 
Storm and tempest vex no more. 

Christian Lyre. 

new YEAR. 

lOO. Uncertainty of Life, T's. 

1 While with ceaseless course the sun 

Hasted through the former year, 
Many souls their race have run, 

Never more to meet us here; 
Fixed in an eternal state, 

They have done with all below, 
We a little longer wait, 

But how little none can know. 

2 As the winged arrow flies, 

Speedily the mark to find, 
As the lightning from the skies 

Darts and leaves no trace behind; 
Swiftly thus our fleeting days 

Bear us down life's rapid stream; 
Upwards, Lord, our spirits raise, 

All below is but a dream. 

3 Thanks for mercies past receive, 

Pardon of our sins renew, 
Teach us henceforth how to live, 
With eternity in view; 



162 BIBLE HARP. 

Bless thy word to young and old, 
Fill us with a Saviour's love, 

And when life's short tale is told 
May we dwell with thee above. 

Newton. 



DONATIONS. 

1G1. 'Pastor's Welcome. Ir*. ]>£• 

1 Kind friends, we welcome you with hearts 

sincere, 
As for a work of love — you gather here ! 
To all we pray — as gracious gift from 

heaven — 
" A happy New Year" mayindeed be given. 

2 Yes, a.haj)py New Year ! how much of good 
Is garnered in that oft repeated word ; 
Yet may its blessings — numerous as they 

are — 
Each neighbor kind, in all their fullness 
share. 

3 All nature gives — is giving every hour — 
Strength to the oak, and beauty to the 

flower; 
From sweet experience may we all believe, 
More blessed 'tis to give than to receive. 

4 But 'mid the pleasures of this festive hour, 
Let us remember heavenly love and power; 
God gives his Son, and all things to enjoy: 
Then let his praise our thankful tongues 

employ. 



BIBLE HARP. 153 

5 The truest earthly bliss that mortal finds, 
Is social converse, sweet with kindred 

minds ; 
When each to each doth utter, in his turn, 
Those "thoughts which breathe in words 

that burn." 

6 We love the man with heart as well as mind, 
Whose sympathies extend to all mankind; 
Who tries to make all happy, good and 

free, 
And join their hearts in bond of amity. 

7 Eternity bound voyagers maybe madly gay, 
Still in calm joy we'll pass the eve away; 
And as it flies, let our best feelings move, 
To knit our hearts in closer bands of love. 

8 As from this pleasing port, this happy day, 
We spread our waiting sails and speed 

away, 
Guide us, O Lord ! o'er life's uncertain sea, 
Safe to the Port of Peace — to Heaven and 

Thee ! Rev. A. Bronson'. 

10£2. Pastor's Welcome. L. M. 

1 Dear flock — with willing feet you've come 
To greet your Pastor at his home; 
Hands full, eyes bright, and hearts all 

warm, 
The friendly visit to perform. 

2 O welcome! welcome! to our hearts; 
What sacred joy this hour imparts; 
Matrons and sires we're glad you've come, 
Children and youth, for you there's room. 



154 BIBLE HAKP. 

3 The silken cords of love, how sweet 
That twine around each social heart; 
The music from those chords, how grand, 
How good — when touched by skilful 

hands. 

4 But there are ties more sacred still, 
When Christian love each heart doth fill ; 
Pastor and people then are found 

In golden chains together bound. 

TO THE CHURCH. • 

5 Dear members of my pastoral care, 
For whom I offer daily prayer, 

My hope, my joy, my crown, stand fast — ■ 
You'll swell the victor's song at last. 

TO THE CONGREGATION. 

6 Receive the Gospel I proclaim, 

And love the Saviour's precious name ; 
Without delay, with one accord, 
With all the heart, turn to the Lord — 

TO THE CHOIR. 

7 Ye smiling happy choral band, 
While in the house of God ye stand, 
Jehovah keep your hearts in tune, 
To swell the notes of praise as one. 

TO THE SABBATH-SCHOOL. 

8 Dear members of the Sabbath-school, 
To you I turn — my heart is full ; 

O, may you seek and love the truth, 
And come to Christ in early youth. 



BIBLE HARP, 155 

9 May all our hearts be joined in love, 
Until we meet in realms above, 
Our blest Redeemer to adore, 
And sing his praise forever more. 

Rev. A. Bronson. 

163. Donation Hymn. &>f$» 

1 We ivelcome you, friends, to our home, 

In our hearts you before were enshrined; 
With hands full of gifts you have come, 
The marks of affection, most kind. 

2 We wish you a happy New Year, 

With emotions we would not suppress ; 
But the strength of our feeling, we fear, 
We never shall fully express. 

3 We thank you — we thank you, kind friends, 

Our bosoms with gratitude glow; 
While upward our prayer now ascends, 
That God would his blessing bestow. 

4 Blest Saviour, we bow at thy feet 

With fervor of soul, to implore 

Thee all this dear circle may meet, 

To love and to sing evermore. 

Mrs. Wilcox. 



MISCELLANEOUS. 

164. The Angel of Grace. S. M. 

1 Thou very Paschal Lamb, 

Whose blood for us was shed; 
Through whom we out of Egypt came, 
Thy ransom'd people led. 



156 BIBLE HARP. 

2 Angel of Gospel grace 

Fulfil thy mission here, 
To guard and feed the chosen race, 
In Israel's cause appear. 

3 Throughout the desert way 

Conduct us by thy might; 
Be thou a cooling cloud by day, 
A cheering fire by night. 

4 Our fainting souls sustain 

With blessing from above, 
And ever on thy people reign 
The manna of thy love. 

165. Wonder of Mercy. lis. 

1 Come, brethren and sislers, that love my 

dear Lord, 
I pray give attention and ear to my word; 
"What a wonder of mercy behold now I see, 
What a tender kind Saviour has done for 

poor me. 

2 I was led by the devil till lost and dis- 

tress-' d, 
I thought that in torment I soon would be 

cast; 
No peace to the wicked, but all misery, 
Till by faith I saw Jesus hang bleeding 

for me. 

3 O sinner, said Jesus, for you I have died, 
All glory to Jesus, my soul then replied; 
The guilt was remov'd, and my soul did 

rejoice, 
The blood was applied, then the witness 
and voice. 



BIBLE HAKP. 157 

4 On my low bending knees before God did 

I fall, 
And glory to Jesus, for he's all in all ; 
The h eart of his rebel was bursted in twain, 
To see my dear Jesus on Calvary slain. 

5 There was peace now in heaven and peace 

upon earth, 
The angels rejoice at a poor sinner's birth; 
Your sins are forgiven, my Saviour did say, 
! witness, kind heaven, on this my 

birth-day. 

6 My soul it was humble' d, 1 fell to the 

ground, 
The time of refreshing from heaven I 
found; 

Lord, thou hast ravished my soul with 

thy charms, 
Let me die, like old Simeon, with Christ 
in my arms. 

166. Tm a Pilgrim. ]P. M. 

1 I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger, 

1 can tarry, I can tarry but a night; 
Do not detain me, for I'm going 

To where the streamlets are ever flowing. 
I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger, 
I can tarry, I can tarry but a night. 

2 that city to which I journey, 

My Kedeemer, my Bedeemer is the light; 
There is no sorrow, nor any sighing, 
Nor any tears, nor any dying. 
I'm a pilgrim, &c. 



158 BIBLE HAKP. 

3 There the glory is ever shining, 

my longing heart, my longing heart is 

there; 
Here, in this country, so dark and dreary, 

1 long wandered forlorn and weary. 
I'm a pilgrim, &c. 

♦1 Father, mother, and sister, brotner, 
If you will not journey with me, I must go, 
For since your vain hope you still will 

cherish, 
Should I, too, linger, and with you perish? 
I'm a pilgrim, &c. 

5 Farewell neighbors, with tears I've warn'd 

you, 
I must leave you, I must leave you, and 

be gone; 
With this your portion, your hearts desire, 
Why will you perish in raging fire ? 
I'm a pilgrim, &c. 

6 Farewell dreary earth, by sin so blighted, 
In immortal beauty soon you'll be arrayed; 
For he who formed thee, will soon restore 

thee, 
When sin and death in thee no more shall be. 
I'm a pilgrim, &c. 

lO^. An earnest Desire. S. !M!» 

1 Born to be born again ! 

A life beyond the grave ! 

A depcth that daily dies to sin ! 

A Saviour who can save ! 

2 A life of righteousness ! 

A home above the sky I 



BIBLE HARP. 159 

A Father, God, who deigns to bless 
With joys that never die. 

3 An entrance to that land, 

Where milk and honey flow; 
A right nnto the tree oi life. 
And fruits thereon that grow. 

4 A paradise with God, — 

A seat at his right hand, — 
And songs of praise, on harps of gold; 
Amid the angel band. 

5 O may this happy birth, 

And new life, Lord, in Thee, — 
And all the joys of such a death, 
And heaven our portion be. 

J. G. Perry. 
168. The slow Travelers. J?. M, 

1 happy souls, how fast you go, 

And leave me here behind ; 
Don't stop for me, for now I see. 
The Lord is just and kind. 

2 Go on, go on, my soul says go, 

And I'll come after you; 
Though I'm behind, yet I can find, 
I'll sing hosanna, too. 

3 God give you strength that you may run. 

And keep your footsteps right; 
Though fast you go, and I so slow, 
You are not out of sight. 

4 When you get to those worlds above, 

And all their glories see ; 
When you get home, your work is done, 
Then look ye out for me. 



160 BIBLE HAKP. 

5 For I will come fast as I can, 

Along the way I'll steer ; 
Lord, give me strength, I shall at length 
Be one among you there. 

6 There altogether we shall be, 

Together we shall sing; 
Together shall we praise our God 
Our everlasting King. 

169. A Wrestle for a blessing: T's. 

1 Nay, I cannot let thee go, 
Till a blessing thou bestow; 
Do not turn away thy face, 
Mine's an urgent pressing case. 

2 Dost thou ask me who I am ? 

Ah ! my Lord, thou know'st my name; 
Yet the question gives a plea 
To support my suit with thee. 

3 Thou didst once a wretch behold, 
In rebellion blindly bound: 
Scorn thy grace, thy pow'r defy, 
That poor rebel, Lord, was I. 

4 Once a sinner in despair, 
Sought thy mercy seat by prayer; 
Mercy heard, and set him free, 
Lord, that mercy came to me. 

5 Many years have passed since then, 
Many changes I have seen; 

Yet, have been upheld till now, 
"Who could hold me up, but thou. 

6 Thou hast help'd in ev'ry need, 
This emboldens me to plead; 



BIBLE HAKP. 161 

After so much, mercy past, 
Canst thou let me sink at last ? 
7 No, I must maintain my hold, 
'Tis thy goodness makes me bold; 
I can no denial take 
When I plead for Jesus' sake. 

L7G. The Christian Band. I?. M. 

1 0, we're a band of brethren dear, 

I belong to this band, hallelujah; 

Who live as pilgrim strangers here, 

I belong to this band, hallelujah. 

Hallelujah, hallelujah, 
I belong to this band, hallelujah. 

2 The prophets and apostles too, 

All belong to this band, hallelujah; 
And all God's children here below, 
I will be in this band, hallelujah, 
Hallelujah, hallelujah, &c. 

~LV\» The value of truth. L. MI. 

1 The worth of truth no tongue can tell, 
'T will do to buy, but not to sell; 

A large estate that soul has got, 
Who buys the truth and sells it not. 

2 Truth, like a diamond, shines most fair, 
More rich than pearls and rubies are — 
More worth than gold and silver coin, 
O, may it always in us shine. 

3 'Tis truth that binds, and truth makes free 
And sets the soul at liberty, 

L 



162 BIBLE HABP. 

From sin and Satan's heavy chain, 
And then within the heart doth reign, 

4 They have a freedom then indeed, 
That doth all freedom else exceed — 
Freedom from guilt, freedom from woe, 
And never more shall bondage know. 

5 happy they who in their youth 

Are brought to know and love the truth; 
For none but they whom truth makes free, 
E'er can enjoy true liberty. 

6 Truth like a girdle let us wear, 
And always keep it clean and fair; 
And never let it once be told, 
The truth by us was ever sold. 

T7&. The old Israelites, l^s & Oa*. 

1 The old Israelites knew, what it was they 

must do, 
If fair Canaan they would possess, 
They must still keep in sight, of the pillar 
of light, 
Which led on to the promised rest; 
The camps on the road could not be their 
abode, 
But as oft as the trumpet should blow, 
They all glad at a chance of a further ad- 
vance, 
Must then take up their baggage and go. 

2 I am thankful indeed for the heavenly 

need, 
Which before me has hitherto gone, 



BIBLE HARP. 163 

For that pillar of love, which, doth onward 
still move, 
And doth gather our souls into one ; 
Now the cross bearing throng are advanc- 
ing along, 
As a closer communion doth flow, 
Now all who would stand on the promised 
land, 
Let them take up the cross and go. 

3 What though some in the rear preach of 
terror and fear, 
And complain of the trials they meet, 
Though the giants before, with great fury 
doth roar, 
I'm resolved I will never retreat ; 
Our numbers are few and we are weak it 
is true, 
And the sons of old Anakor's tall, 
But while I see a track, I will never go back, 
But go on at the risk of all. 



1^3. SIN, AND ITS RESULT. H.. MI. 

1 God made the heavens, earth and hell; 

He made the rivers, seas and air: 
He made all things that in them dwell; 
But did not make all as they are. 

2 No, the angelic hosts of light, 

In yonder high and heavenly world,— 
Who have rebelled against his might, 
And from its battlements were hurled. — 



164 BIBLE HARP. 

3 We're made upright, endowed with power, 
To serve their great Creator, God; 
But fell in an unguarded hour, 
Without reprieve, beneath his rod. 

J. G. Perry. 

1^4. The Family Bible. X*. M. 

1 How painfully pleasing the fond recol- 

lection 

Of youthful emotions, and innocent love ; 

When blessed with parental advice and 

affection, 

Surrounded with mercies, with peace 

from above ; 

I still view the chair of my father and 

mother, 

The seats of their offsprings as ranged in 

each hand; 

And that richest of books, which excels 

every other, 

The Family Bible which lay on the stand : 

The old fashioned Bible, — the dear 

blessed Bible. — 

The Family Bible that lay on the stand. 

2 That Bible, the volume of God's in- 

spiration, 

At morn and at evening could yield us 
delight ; 

The prayer of our sire was a sweet in- 
vocation, 

For mercy by day and for safety by 
night ; 



BIBLE HARP. 165 

Our hymns of thanksgiving with harmony 
swelling, 
All warm from the heart of a family 
band; 
Half raised us from earth to that rap- 
turous dwelling, 
Described in the Bible that lay on the 
stand; 
The old fashioned Bible, &c. 

3 Ye scenes of tranquility, long have we 
parted, 
My hopes almost gone, and my parents 
no more; 
In sorrow and sadness I live broken- 
hearted, 
And wander unknown on a far distant 
shore ; 
Yet, how can I doubt my Redeemer's pro- 
tection, 
Forgetful of gifts from his bountiful 
hand; 
O, let me with patience receive his cor- 
rection, 
And think of the Bible, that lay on the 
stand. 
The old fashioned Bible, &c. 

T~£>. lQs, lOs & lis. 

The Christian's desire. 
1 How happy, how glorious, how joyful to 

feel, 
I want to feel more happy, I want to have 
more zeal ; 



166 BIBLE HAEP. 

I want to be more perfect, I want my heart 

pure, 
That all things with patience I may well 

endure. 

2 I want to feel more cheerful, I want to feel 

more mild, 

More like my blest Master, and more like 
a child; 

More humble, more thankful, more pleas- 
ant in mind, 

More watchful, more prayerful, more lov- 
ing and kind. 

3 I want to have more wisdom, which comes 

from above, 
I want to be more harmless, and more like 

a dove; 
I want my heart cleansed from sins filthy 

stains, 
Have God-like contentment, which is a 

great gain. 

4 I want to be stripped of all human pride, 
All anger and malice I would lay aside; 
From sin and from bondage I would be 

set free, 
And live my dear Saviour, live only to thee. 

5 I want my affections set on things above, 
I want my heart filled with the purest of 

love ; 

I want my faith stronger, my anchor hope 
sure, 

And like a good soldier all hardness en- 
dure. 



BIBLE HABP. 167 

6 Come, brothers and sisters, come, aged 

and youth, 
And all who are willing to walk in the 

truth; 
Come, fill up your vessels with union and 

love, 
And on our blest journey we'll joyfully 

move. 

7 When time is no more, and from earth we 

remove, 
To dwell in th'regions of pure light above ; 
With saints and with angels we'll praise 

him again, 
And sing hallelujah, forever. Amen. 

lT'O. The pure Testimony. F. ML.' 

1 The pure testimony pour'd ovth in the Spirit, 

Cuts like a keen and a two-edged sword : 
And hypocrites now are most sore]}- tormented, 

Because they're condemn'd by the word. 
The pure testimony discovers the dross, 
While wicked professors make light of the cross ; 
But Babylon trembles for fear of her loss. 

2 Is not the time come for the church to be gathered 

Into the one Spirit of God ? 
Baptiz'd by one Spirit into the one body. 

Partaking Christ's flesh and his blood ? 
They drink in one Spirit which makes them all see 
They're one in Christ Jesus, wherever they be, 
The Jiew and the Gentile, the bond and the free. 

3 Then blow ye the trumpet in pure testimony, 

And let the world hear it again ; 
come ye from Babylon, Egypt and Sodom, 

And make your way over the plain ; 
And gird on your armour, ye saints of the Lord, 
For Christ will direct you by his living word ; 
The pure testimony will cut like a sword. 



138 BIBLE HABP. 

4 The great prince of darkness is mustering his for- 

To make you his pris'ners again, [ces, 

By flatt'ries, reproaches, and vile persecution, 

That you in his cause may remain : 
But shun his temptations, wherever they lay, 
And mind not his servants whatever they say, 
The pure testimony will give you the day. 

5 The world will not persecute those that are like 

But hold them the same as their own ; [them, 

The pure testimony cries up, separation, 

And calls you your lives to lay down. 
Come out from their spirit and practices too, 
The track of the Saviour keep still in your view ; 
The pure testimony will cut its way through. 

6 A battle is coming between the two kingdoms, 

The armies will gather anon ; 
The pure testimony and vile persecution 

Will come to close battle ere long : 
Then wash all your robes in the blood of the Lamb, 
And walk in the Spirit, as Jesus hath done, 
In pure testimony you will overcome. 

7 The pure testimony is not to establish 

The selfish devices of men : 
The systems of parties it never advances, 

Nor seeks worldly honor or gain : 
'Tis moved in the temple of the holy soul, 
And then into words in a torrent doth roll, 
In pure testimony and love with control. 

1T /| 7 / . A little while longer. 9s «& £^s. 

1 A little while longer here below, 
A little while longer here below, . 
A little while longer here below, 
And home to glory we shall go. 
Cho. — For I'm happy now, and shall be then, 
If I hold out on my journey's end. 



BIBLE HABP. 169 

178. The Midnight Cry. F. M. 

1 The midnight cry in mercy sounds, 

The faithful watchman lifts his voice, 
Its thrilling tones re-echo round, 

To bid the saints rejoice: 
The virgins rise, break forth and sing 

The glorious advent of our King, 
The midnight cry in mercy sounds, 

Go forth to meet your Lord. 

2 Blow ! watchman, blow a certain sound, 

For dark and dangerous is the night, 
And daring scoffers thicken round, 

The evil servants smite; 
The faithful ones strict watch-care .keep 

With lamps well trimm'd, nor can they 
sleep, 
The midnight cry in mercy sounds, 

Go forth to meet your Lord. 

3 Through midnight hour, God's words shed 

light, 

Its brilliant rays dispel the gloom, 
The pilgrim's pathway now grows bright, 

The King is coming soon ; 
Then tune your harps once more and sing 

Your sweetest strains to Zion's King, 
The midnight cry in mercy sounds, 

Go forth to meet your Lord. 

4 Behold ! he comes — the mighty one, 

Ye virgins rise ! go forth, him meet, 
Dry up your tears, the Bridegroom comes 
His weeping bride to greet; 



170 BIBLE HAEP. 

The trumpet sounds — the day has broke, 
The living changed, the dead awoke, 

To blend their songs in gushing strains, 
All hail ! Messiah reigns. 

l^O. ^s & 6s. 

The Christian's Privilege. 

1 Arise, and shine, Zion fair, 

Behold, the light is come, 
The glorious conq'ring King is near, 

To take his exiles home ; 
The trumpets thund'ring through the sky. 

To set poor sinners free, 
The day of wonders now is nigh, 

The year of Jubilee. 

2 Arise*, ye nations under ground, 

Before the Judge appear, 
All tongues, all languages shall come 

Their final doom to hear; 
King Jesus on his azure throne, 

Ten thousand angels round, 
"While Gabriel with his silver trump 

Echoes the dreadful sound. 

3 The glorious news of Gospel grace 

With sinners now is o'er, 
The trump of Zion now is still, 

And to be blown no more; 
The watchmen have all left their walls. 

And with their flocks above, 
On Canaan's happy shore they sing, 

And shout redeeming love. 

4 Come, all ye pilgrims of the Lord, 

Whose hearts are joined in one, 



BIBLE HABP. 171 

Hold up your hearts with courage bold. 

Your race is almost run; 
Above the clouds behold him stand, 

And smiling bid you come, 
While angels beckon you away, 

To your eternal home.. 

ISO. The fall of Babylon. Sg*. 

Rev. xxiv. 

1 Hail the day so long expected, 

Hail the ye&r of full release, 
Zion's walls are now erected, 

And her watchmen publish peace; 
From the distant courts of Sinai 
The shrill trumpets loudly roar: 
Cho. — Babylon is fallen, is fallen, is fallen, 
Babylon is fallen to rise no more. 

2 Hark ! and hear the people crying, 

See the city disappear, 
Trade and traffic all are dying, 

So we sink and perish here; 
Sailors that have brought her traffic, 

Crying from her distant shore, 
Cho. — Babylon is fallen, &c. 

3 All the merchants cry with wonder, 

What is this that comes to pass, 
Murmuring like the distant thunder, 

Crying out, alas ! alas ! 
Swell the sound, ye kings and nobles, 
Priests and people, rich and poor, 
Cho. — Babylon is fallen, &c. 
4= Lo, her captains are returning, 
Up to Zion see them fly, 



172 BIBLE HARP. 

While the smoke of Babel's burning 
Rolls across the darkened sky; 

Now's the day of consignation, 
When she shall fall to rise no more. 
Cho. — Babylon is fallen, &c. 

5 Zion's children, raise your voices, • 

And the joyful news proclaim, 
Now the heavenly host rejoices, 

And re-echoes back the same; 
See the ancients of the city, 

Terrified at the uproar. 

Cho. — Babylon is fallen, &c. 

6 Tune your harps, ye heavenly choirs, 

Shout ye followers of the Lamb, 
See the city all on fire, 

Clap your hands, and blow the flame; 
Now behold this awful kingdom. 

All consuming in her gore. 
Cho. — Babylon is fallen, &c. 

1^1. Hail, thou blest morn. J?. M. 

1 Hail, thou blest morn, when the great 
Mediator 
Down from the regions of glory descend; 
Shepherds go worship the babe in the 
manger, 
Lo ! for his guide the bright angels at- 
tend. 
Cho. — Brightest and best of the sons of the 
morning, 
Shine on our darkness, and lend us 
thine aid; 



BIBLE HARP. 173 

Star in the east, the horizon adorning, 
Guide where our infant Redeemer 
is laid. 

2 Cold on his cradle the dew-drops are 

shining, 
Low lies his head, with the beasts of 

the stall; 
Angels adore him in slumbers reclining, 
Maker and Monarch, and Saviour of all. 

Cho. 

3 Say, shall we yield him in costly devotion, 

Odors of Eden, and off'rings divine; 
Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the 
ocean, 
Myrrh from the forest, and gold from 
the mine. Cho. 
4: Vainly we offer each ample oblation, 

Vainly with gold would his favor secure; 
Richer, by far, is the heart's adoration, 
Dearer to God are the prayers of the 
poor. Cho. 

1^£2. Historical Hymn. 3?. 3:£» 

1 Where is now a righteous Noah ? 

Where is now a righteous Noah ? 

Where is now a righteous Noah ? 

Safely in the promised land ? 

He went up through a flood of water, 

He went up through a flood of water, 

He went up through a flood of water, 

Safe into the promised land. 
Cho. — By and by we will go and meet him, 
By and by we will go and meet him, 



174 BIBLE HARP. 

By and by we will go and meet him, 
Safe into the promised land. 

2 Where is good old Enoch and Elijah, &c. 
They went up both soul and body, &c. 

3 Where are now the ancient worthies, &c' 
They went up through a fiery furnace, &c* 

4 Where is now a praying Daniel, &c. 

He went up through a den of Lions, &c. 

5 Where now is Paul and Silas, &c. 
They went up through tribulation, &c. 

1^3. X*. M. 

The Poor Wayfareing Man. 

1 A poor wayfaring man of grief, 

Hath often crossed me on my way, 
Who sued so humbly for relief, 

That I could never answer nay; 
I had no power to ask his name, 
Whither he went, or whence he came, 
Yet, there was something in his eye 
That won my love, I knew not why. 

2 Once when my scanty meal was spread, 

He entered, not a word he speak, 
Just perishing for want of bread, 

I gave him all, he blest and break, 
And ate ; but gave me part again, 
Mine was an angel's portion then. 
And while I fed with eager haste. 
The crust was manna to my taste. 

Montgomery. 



BIBLE HARP. 175 

1^4. The Dove. O. M. 

1 tell me where the dove has flown 

To build her downy nest, 
And I will rove this world all o'er. 
To win her to my breast. 

2 I sought her in the groves of love, 

I knew her tender heart ; 
But she had flown ! the Pensive Dove 
Had felt a traitors dart. 

3 I sought her on the flow'ry lawn, 

Where pleasure holds her train ; 
But fancy flies from flower to flower, 
So there I sought in vain. 

4 Faith smiled and shed a silent tear, 

To see me search around ; 
Then whispered, "I will tell you where 
The dove may yet be found." 

5 By meek religion's humble cot 

She builds her downy nest ; 

Go seek the sweet secluded spot. 

And win her to your breast. 

1 The day approacheth, my soul, 

The great decisive day. 
Which from the verge of mortal life, 
Shall bear thee far away. 

2 Another day more awful, dawns; 

And lo ! the Judge appears ; 
Ye heavens, retire before His face, 
And sink, ye darkened stars. 



176 BIBLE HARP. 

3 Yet does one short, preparing hour, 
One precious hour remain ; 
House thee, my soul, with all thy power, 
Nor let it pass in vain. 

l^O. The way to glory. H. M. 

1 Through tribulation deep 

The way to glory is, 
This stormy course I keep 

On these tempestuous seas. 
By waves and winds 

I'm tossed and driven. 
Freighted with grace and bound for heaven. 

2 Sometimes temptations blow 

A dreadful huricane, 
And high the waters flow, 

And o'er my sides break in ; 
But still my little ship out-braves 
The blustering winds and surging waves. 

3 When I in my distress 

My anchor hope can cast, 
Within thy promises 

It holds my vessel fast ; 
Safely she then at anchor rides 
Midst stormy winds and swelling tides. 

4 The Bible is my chart, 

By it the seas I know ; 
I cannot with it part, 

It rocks and sands doth show ; 
It is a chart and compass too, 
Whose needle points for ever true. 






BIBLE HARP. 177 

5 When through this gulf I get, 

(Though rough, it is but short), 

The pilot angels meet, 
And bring me into port; 

And when I land on that blest shore, 
I shall be safe for evermore. 

A Dialogue. — Lions in the way. 
Altered by B. Benedict, 

1 Come, precious soul, and let us take 
A walk becoming you and me; 
And whither, my dear friend, 
Shall we our footsteps tend, 

To Gethsemane or Calvary ? 

2 O, Calvary is a mountain high, 
'Tis much too hard a task for me; 
And I had rather stay 

In the broad and pleasant way, 
Than to walk in gloomy Gethsemane. 

3 It would not seem such a mountain high, 
Nor such a task, dear friend, for thee; 

If you but loved the man, 

Whose wisdom laid the plan 

Of climbing the mountain Calvary. 

4 No pleasing prospect I can see, 
It is a lonely way for me ; 
And I have heard them say, 
There are lions in the way. 

And they lurk in the mountain Calvary, 

5 O, 'tis a pleasant peaceful way, 
No lions shall the faithful see ; 

M 



178 BIBLE HAKP. 

But you shall have a guard, 

The angels of the Lord, 

To lead you up mount Calvary. 

6 O, tarry not in all the plain, 
The lions shall before thee flee ; 
If you but love the man, 
Whose goodness laid the plan 
Of climbing the mountain Calvary. 

l^S. Rest for the Weary. F. M. 

1 In the Christian's home in glory, 

There remains a land of rest, 
There my Saviour's gone before me, 
To fulfil my soul's request. 
Cho. — There is rest for the weary, 
There is rest for the weary, 
There is rest for the weary, 

There is rest for you — 
On the other side of Jordan, 
In the sweet fields of Eden, 
Where the tree of life is blooming, 
There is rest for you. 

2 He is fitting up my mansion, 

Which eternally shall stand, 
For my stay shall not be transient, 
In that holy, happy land. 

3 Pain and sickness ne'er shall enter, 

Grief nor woe my lot shall share, 
But in that celestial centre 
I a crown of life shall wear. 



BIBLE HAKP. 179 

4 Death itself shall then be vanquished, 

And his sting shall be withdrawn ; 
Shout for gladness, ye ransomed ! 
Hail with joy the rising morn. 

5 Sing, O sing, ye heirs of glory; 

Shout your triumph as you go; 
Zion's gates will open for you, 

You shall find an entrance through. 

X^O. Shall we meet beyond the river ? 

1 Shall we meet beyond the river, 

Where the surges cease to roll, 
Where in all the bright forever 
Sorrow ne'er shall press the soul ? 
Chorus -Shall we meet, shall we meet, 
Shall we meet, shall we meet, 
Shall we meet beyond the river, 
Where the surges cease to roll. 

2 Shall we meet in that blest harbor 

When our stormy voyage is o'er, 

Shall we meet and cast the anchor 

By the fair celestial shore? Cho. 

3 Where the music of the ransomed 

Rolls in harmony around, 
And creation swells the chorus 

With its sweet melodious sound IClw. 

4 Shall we meet with the loved ones 

Torn on earth from our embrace, 
Shall we listen to their voices, 
And behold them face to face ? Cho. 



180 BIBLE HAKP. 

5 Shall we meet with. Christ our Saviour 
When he comes to claim his own, 
Shall we hear him bid us welcome, 
And sit down upon his throne. Cho. 



I9C P\ M. 

Creation in praise to its Author. 

1 Begin, my soul, th' exalted lay ! 
Let each enraptur'd thought obey, 

And praise th' Almighty's name: 
Lo ! heaven and earth, and seas and skies, 
In one melodious concert rise, 

To swell th' inspiring theme. 

2 Ye angels, catch the thrilling sound ! 
While all th' adoring thrones around, 

His boundless mercy sing: 
Let ev'ry list'ning saint above, 
Wake all the tuneful soul of love, 

And touch the sweetest string. 

3 Join, ye loud spheres, the vocal choir; 
Thou dazzling orb of liquid fire, 

The mighty chorus aid: 
Soon as gray ev'ning gilds the plain, 
Thou, moon, protract the melting strain, 

And praise him in the shade. 

4: Let man, by nobler passions sway'd, 

The feeling heart, the judging head, 

In heav'nly praise employ; 



BIBLE HABP. 181 

Spread his tremendous name around, 
Till heav'n's broad arch rings back the 
The gen'ral burst of joy. [sound, 

5 Ye whom the charms of grandeur please, 
Nurs'd on the downy lap of ease, 

Fall prostrate at his throne : 
Ye princes, rulers, all adore; 
Praise him, ye kings, who makes your 
pow'r 

An image of his own. 

6 Ye fair, by nature form'd to move, 

praise th' eternal source of love, 

With youth's enliv'ning fire: 
Let age take up the tuneful lay, 
Sing his bless'd name — then soar away, 

And ask an angel's lyre. — Ogilvie. 

191. Measure of Man's days. Xu. IMC. 

1 As flies the shuttle o'er the loom, 
So mortals hasten to the tomb, 
As ships that skim the raging sea, 
Or eagles darting on their prey. 

2 As vanishes the fleeting shade, 

As flowers before the evening fade; 
Such is the life of feeble man. 
His days are measured by a span. 

3 I would not wish on earth to stay, 
Beyond this short uncertain day; 






182 BIBLE HARP 

But, Lord, prepare rny soul to do 
The work appointed rue below. 
4 With willing heart and active hands, 
Lord, I would practice thy commands ; 
Improve the moments as they fly, 
And live as I would wish to die. 



19S. Tm a Traveler. X». M. 

1 I'm a traveler to a home, 

Where all is fair, 
Where the saints in glory stand, 

And heaven is there ; 
Dark and thorny is the way, 

Hither I come, 
Ask me not with you to stay, 

Yonder' s my home. 

2 I'm a, weary trav'ler here, 

I must go on, 
For my journey's end is near, 

I must be gone ; 
Brighter joys than earth can give, 

Win me away, 
Pleasures that forever live, 

I cannot stay. 

3 I'm a trav'ler to a land, 

Where all is fair, 
Where is seen no broken band, 

Saints all are there; 
Where no tear shall ever fall, 

Nor heart be sad, 
Where the glory is for all, 

And all are glad. 



BIBLE HARP. 183 

4 I'm a trav'ler, and I go 

Where all is fair, 
Farewell, all I've loved below, 

I must be there; 
"Worldly honors, hopes and gain, 

All I resign, 
Welcome sorrow, grief and pain, 

If heaven be mine. 

5 I'm a trav'ler, stop me not — 

Upward's my way, 
Yonder is my rest and lot, 

I cannot stay; 
Farewell earthly pleasures all, 

Pilgrim I roam, 
Hail me not, in vain you call, 

Yonder's my home. 

193. 7s <& 6s. 

0, when shall I see Jesus, 

1 O, when shall I see Jesus, 

And reign with him above, 
And from that flowing fountain 

Drink everlasting love ; 
When shall I be delivered 

From this vain world of sin, 
And with my blessed Jesus 

Drink endless pleasures in. 

2 But now I am a soldier, 

My Captain 's gone before, 
He's given me my orders, 

And bids me, not give o'er; 
And says, if I prove faithful, 

A righteous crown he'll give 8 



184 BIBLE HARP. 

And all his valiant soldiers 
Eternal life shall have. 

3 Through grace I am determined 

To conquer though I die, 
And then away to Jesus 

On wings of love I'll fly; 
Farewell to sin and sorrow, 

I bid you all adieu, 
And you, my friends, prove faithful. 

And on your way pursue. 

4 And if you meet with troubles, 

And trials on your way, 
Then cast your cares on Jesus, 

And don't forget to pray; 
Gird on the heavenly armor 

Of faith, and hope, and love, 
And when the combat's ended, 

He'll carry you above. 

lO i. Prayer. O. M. 

1 O Lord we bow before thy throne, 

In deep humility 
Come meet us here and "make us one" 
In prayer, and faith, and Thee. 

2 " Create within " us "a clean heart" 

Our spirits right renew 
Then sinners we'll teach, "the good part" 
And they shall love Thee too. 

3 Let sinners all a moment pause, 

And think upon their ways, — 
Embrace the blessed Saviour's cause, 
And in it spend their days. 



BIBLE HARP. 185 

4 Thus may we show our love for Thee, 
And for our fellow men, — 
And in a blest eternity 

With saints and angels reign. 

J. G. Ferry. 
?.0£>. Exhortation to Sinners 0» JML m 

1 There is a house not made with hands, 

It is the saints sweet home; 
Where the dear Saviour pleading stands, 
Inviting all to come. 

2 Say, will you seek a mansion there ? 

And strive to enter in ? 
Or by your actions still declare, 
You'd rather die in sin ? 

3 Arise, and to your Father go, 

And tell him what you've done ; 
And He will meet you then, and know, 
He'll own you for his son. 

4 Backsliders, O return, believe 

In Christ, the living way ; 
And God, for his dear sake, will save 
You in the judgment day. 

5 can you see the bounties spread, 

And to the feast not come ? 
Come now partake the living bread, 
You're freely welcom'd home. 

J. G. Perry. 

196. o. m:. 

1 Jesus, the vision of thy face 
Has overpowering charms; 
Scarce shall I feel death's cold embrace, 
If Christ be in my arms. 



186 BIBLE HARP. 

2 Then while you hear ray heart-strings 

break, 
How sweet the minutes roll; 
A mortal paleness on my cheek, 
But glory in my soul. 

3 Clasped in my heavenly father's arms, 

I could forget my breath ; 
And loose my life amid the charms 
Of so divine a death. 

4 But timorous mortals start and shrink, 

To cross the narrow sea; 
And linger shivering on the brink, 
And fear to launch away. 

5 O, could we make our doubts remove, 

These gloomy doubts that rise, 
And see the Canaan that we love 
With unbeclouded eyes. 

6 Could we but climb where Moses stood, 

And view the landscape o'er; 
Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood 
Could fright us from the shore. 

197. 9s, ^s <fc 6s. 

1 Children, children, keep the Lord in view, 
And bear the cross he bore for you; 

For there's a better time a coming, 

Come, go along with me. 
For there's reformation spreading, 

Go, sound the jubilee, 

2 We will bear the cross, and wear the crown, 
And by our Father's side sit down. 

For there's a better time &c. 



BIBLE HAKP. 187 

3 There is glory, glory in my soul, 
Corne, mourners, let this current roll ; 

For there's a better time, &c. 

4 Come, mourners, mourners bear the cross, 
And count the world below as dross; 

For there's a better time, &c. 

5 Christ is now a calling, come, 

He says, poor souls, for you there's room; 
For there's a better time, &c. 

6 I am glad I ever saw this day, 
We have met to sing, and pray; 

For there's a better time, &c. 

7 We soon shall rise the mount of God 
Beyond old Jordan's swelling flood; 

For there's a better time ; &c. 

1 O, come, my loving neighbors, will you go 
to glory with me ? 
I long to go to heaven to my long sought 

rest; 
Come, poor mourning sinners, will you go 

to glory with me ? 
I long to go to heaven to my long sought 
rest. 
Cho. — Hallelujah, hallelujali, praise ye the 
Lord, 
O, pray ye on, brethren, pray ye on 

sisters, 
Come, my loving neighbors, and serve 
the Lord. 



188 BIBLE HAEP. 

2 0, come, my loving brethren, will you go 
to glory with me ? 
I long to go, &c. 
0, come, my loving sisters, will you go to 

glory with me ? 
I long to go, &c. 
Hallelujah, &c. 

-3 Methinks I hear young converts say, 
they'll go to glory with me, 
I long to go, &c. 
Methinks I hear old pilgrims say, they'll 

go to glory with me, 
I long to go, &c. 
Hallelujah, &c. 

4 King Jesus is my captain — will you go to 
glory with me ? 
I long to go, &c. 
I know I do feel happy — will you go to 

glory with me ? 
I long to go, &c. 
Hallelujah, &c. 

190. O. M. 

1 There is a land of pure delight, 
Where saints immortal reign; 
Infinite day excludes the night, 
And pleasures banish pain. 
Cho — We are marching through Immanuel's 
ground. 
We soon shall hear the trumpet sound, 
And soon we shall with Jesus reign, 
And never, never part again ! 



BIBLE HAEP. 189 

What ! never part again ? 

No, never part again ! 

What ! never part again ? 

No, never part again ! 

And soon we shall with Jesus reign, 

And never, never part again ! 

2 There everlasting spring abides, 
And never withering flowers ; 
Death, like a narrow sea, divides 
This heavenly land from ours. Cho. 

Watts, 

SOO. ImmanueVs Land, 3?. IMC. 

Samuel Rutherford was a Scotch divine, who suf- 
fered much during the religious persecution in Scot 
land, but maintained his strong integrity of character 
and deep-toned piety to the last. At death, his last 
words were : "Glory, glory dwelleth in Immanuel's 
land." The lines following were made up mostly of 
expressions of his own. 

1 The sands of time are sinking, 

The dawn of heaven breaks, 
The summer morn I've sighed for — 

The fair, sweet morn— awakes ; 
Dark, dark hath been the midnight, 

But day-spring is at hand; 
And glory, glory dwelleth 

In Immanuel's land. 

2 There the red rose of Sharon 

Unfolds its heart most bloom; 
And fills the air of heaven 

With ravishing perfume; 
Oh ! to behold it blossom, 

While by its fragrance found, 



190 BIBLE HAEP. 

Where glory, glory dwelleth 
In Immanuel's land. 

3 The King, there in his beauty, 

Without a veil is seen ; 
1 'It were a well-spent journey, 

Though seven deaths lay between:" 
The Lamb with his fair army 

Doth on Mount Zion stand, 
And glory, glory dwelleth 

In Immanuel's land. 

4 Oh, Christ — he is the fountain, 

The deep, sweet well of love ! 
The streams on earth I've tasted, 

More deep I'll drink above: 
There to an ocean fullness 

His mercy doth expand, 
And glory, glory dwelleth 

In Immanuel's land. 

5 I've wrestled on t'wards heaven, 

'Gainst storm, and wind, and tide; 
Now, like a weary traveler 

That leaneth on his guide, 
Amid the shades of evening 

While sinks life's lingering sand; 
I hail the glory dawning 

From Immanuel's land. 

6 Deep waters crossed life's pathway, 

The hedge of thorns was sharp, 
Now they lie all behind me, 

Oh ! for a well tuned harp ; 
Oh, to join, hallelujah, 

With you, triumphant band, 



BIBLE HARP. 191 

Who sing where glory dwelleth 
In Immanuel's land. 

7 Oh, I am my Beloved's, 

And my Beloved is mine, 
He brings a poor vile sinner 

Into his house divine; 
I stand upon his merit, 

I know no safer stand, 
Not e'en where glory dwelleth 

In Immanuel's land. 

8 I shall sleep sound in Jesus, 

Filled with his likeness, rise 
To love and to adore him, 

To see him with these eyes ; 
'Tween me and resurrection 

But Paradise doth stand, 
Then — then for glory dwelling 

In Immanuel's land. 

9 I have borne scorn and hatred, 

I have borne wrong and shame. 
Earth's proud ones have reproached me, 

For Christ's thrice blessed name; 
Where God's seal sets the Fairest, 

They've stamped their foulest brand, 
But judgment shines like noon-day 

In Immanuel's land. 

10 They've summoned me before them, 
But there I may not come, 
My Lord says, "welcome hither," 
My Lord says, "welcome home;" 



192 BIBLE HARP. 

My kingly King at his white throne 
My presence doth command, 

Where glory, glory dwelleth 
In Immanuel's land. 



SOI. ^^, ^s & 4a 

1 Sinners, can you scorn the message, 

Sent in mercy from above, 
Every sentence — 0, how tender ! 
Every line is full of love; 

Listen to it, 
Every line is full of love. 

2 Hear the herald's of the Gospel 

News from Zion's King proclaim, 
To each rebel sinner "pardon, 
Free forgiveness in his name ;" 

How important ! 
Free forgiveness in his name ! 

3 Tempted souls, they bring you succor. 

Fearful hearts, they quell your fears 
And with news of consolation 
Chase away the falling tears ; 

Tender heralds — 
Chase away the falling tears. 

4 O, ye angels, hovering round us, 

Waiting spirits, speed your way, 
Hasten to the courts of heaven, 
Tidings bear without delay; 

Bebel sinners, 
Glad the messap-e will obey. 



BIBLE HARP. 193 

SOS. F. M. 

1 I clearly love a little child, 

And Jesus loved young children too, 
He ever sweetly on them smiled, 

And placed them with his chosen few; 
"When cradled on its mother's breast, 

A babe was brought to Jesus' feet, 
He laid his hand upon his head, 

And blessed it with a promise sweet. 

2 "Forbid them not," the Saviour said, 

"O suffer them to come to me, 
Of such my heavenly kingdom is, 

Like them must all my followers be;" 
Young children are the gems of earth. 

The brightest jewels mothers have, 
They sparkle on their throbbing breast, 

But brighter shine beyond the grave. 

Dana. 

SOS. O. M- 

1 Sinners, repent and sin no more, 

Believe and be baptized; 
0, come to Christ, he is the door 
To mansions in the skies. 

2 There's nothing here that can endure,. 

There's nothing sure, a day, 
But true religion in the soul, 
This, none can take away. 

J. G. Perry. 
N 



194 BIBLE HAKP. 

204. L. M. 

The Sinner 's portion, and the Saint's hope. 

1 Lord, I am thine; but thou wilt prove 
My faith, my patience, and my love ; 
When men of spite against me join, 
They are the sword, the hand is thine. 

2 Their hope and portion's here below, 
'Tis all the happiness they know; 

'Tis all they seek; they take their shares, 
And leave the rest among their heirs. 

3 What sinners value, I resign; 
Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine; 
I shall behold thy blissful face, 

And stand complete in righteousness. 

4 This life's a dream, an empty show; 
But the bright world to which I go 
Hath joys substantial and sincere; 
When shall I wake and find me there ? 

5 My flesh shall slumber in the ground, 
Till the last joyful trump shall sound; 
Then burst the chains with sweet surprise, 
And in my Saviour's image rise. 

££0£>. Coronation Hymn. O. IM. 

1 All hail the power of Jesus' name ! 

Let angels prostrate fall; 
Bring forth the royal diadem, 
And crown Him Lord of all. 

2 Crown Him, ye morning stars of light, 

Who fix'd this floating ball; 
Now hail the strength of Israel's might, 
And crown Him Lord of all. 



BIBLE HARP. 135 

3 Crown Him, ye martyr's of our God, 

Who from His altar call • 
Extol the stem of Jesse's rod, 
And crown Him Lord of all. 

4 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, 

Ye ransom'd from the fall; 
Hail Him, who saves you by His graee 5 
And crown Him Lord of all. 

5 Hail Him, ye heirs of David's line, 

Whom David, Lord, did call: 

The God incarnate ! man divine ! 

And crown Him Lord of all. 

6 Sinners, whose love, can ne'er forget 

The wormwood and the gall; 
Go, spread your trophies at His feet, 
And crown Him Lord of all. 

7 Let every kindred, every tribe 

On this terrestrial ball, 
To Him all majesty ascribe, 
And crown Him Lord of all. 

8 O, that with yonder sacred throng 

We at His feet may fall; 
We'll join the everlasting song, 
And crown Him Lord of all. 

Duncan. 

S06. Amazing Grace. O- M* 

1 Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, 

That saved a wretch like me ; 
I once was lost, but now am lound, 

Was blind, but now I see. 



196 BIBLE HARP. 

2 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, 

And grace my fears relieved; 
How precious did that grace appear, 
The hour I first believed. 

3 Through many dangers, toils, and snares 

I have already come ; 
'Tis grace that brought me safe thus far, 
And grace will lead me home. 

4 The Lord has promised good to me, 

His word my hope secures ; 
He will my shield and portion be, 
As long as life endures. 

5 Yes, when this flesh and heart shall fail, 

And mortal life shall cease ; 
I shall possess within the vail 
A life of joy and peace. 

6 The earth shall soon dissolve as snow, 

The sun forbear to shine; 
But God who called me here below 
Will be forever mine. Newton. 

££0^. Asleep in Jesus. H,. 1ST. 

1 Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep, 
From which none ever wakes to weep ; 
A calm and undisturbed repose, 
Unbroken by the dread of foes. 

2 Asleep in Jesus ! peaceful rest, 
Who waking is supremely blest; 

No fear, no woes, shall dim that hour, 
Which manifests the Saviour's power. 

3 Asleep in Jesus ! O for me 
May such a blissful refuge be; 



BIBLE HAKP. 197 

Securely shall my ashes lie, 

And wait the summons from on high. 

4 Asleep in Jesus ! far from thee, 

Thy kindred and their graves may be; 
But thine is still a blessed sleep, 
From which none ever wakes to weep. 

5 Asleep in Jesus ! O, how sweet 
To be for such a slumber meet; 
With holy confidence to sing, 

That death has lost his venomed sting. 
Mrs. Mackay. 



^O^. Behold the morning sun, S. !M. 

• 1 Behold the morning sun, 
Begins his glorious way; 
His beams through all the nations run, 
And life and light convey. 

2 But where the Gospel comes, 

It spreads diviner light; 
It calls dead sinners from their tombs, 
And gives the blind their sight. 

3 How perfect is thy word, 

And all thy judgments just; 
For ever sure thy promise, Lord, 
And we securely trust. 

4 My gracious God, how plain 

Are thy directions given; 
0, may I never read in vain, 
But find the path to heaven. 

Watts. 



198 BIBLE HARP. 

S09. The Jubilee. O. M.. 

1 What heavenly music do I hear ! 
Salvation sounding free ; 
Ye souls in bondage lend an ear — 
This is the jubilee ! 

.2 How sweetly doth the tidings roll 
All round from sea to sea ; 
From land to land, from pole to pole — 
This is the Jubilee ! 

3 Good news, good news, to Adam's race ; 

Let Christians all agree 
To sing redeeming love and grace— 
This is the Jubilee ! 

4 The Gospel sounds a sweet release 

To all in misery; 
And bids them welcome home, to peace — 
This is the Jubilee ! 

5 Jesus is on the mere} 7 seat, 

Before Him bend the knee : 
Let heaven and earth his praise repeat — 
This is the Jubilee ! 

6 Sinners be wise, return and come; 

Unto the Saviour flee; 
The Spirit bids you welcome home — 
This is the Jubilee ! 

7 Come ye redeemed, your tribute bring, 

With songs of harmony; 
While on the road to Canaan, sing — 
This is the Jubilee ! 



BIBLE HABP. 199 

Come, children, drink the balmy dew 

1 Come, children, drink the balmy dew, 
For Christ has shed his blood for yon ; 
That blood can cleanse the vilest soul, — 
O, see the purple torrent roll. 

2 Behold the Lamb on Calvary, 

He sighs and groans, and dies for thee; 
The rocks are rent the sleeping dead, 
Awake, because their Jesus bled. 

3 Behold the body in the tomb, 

The soldiers watching in the gloom; 
But angels come at dawn of day; 
And bear the Lord of life away. 

4 Behold Him rise from Olive's brow, 
The clouds His form are hiding now; 
He's gone to stand before the throne, 
And pray forever for His own. 

5 Yet see the sign among the stars, 
One like the Son of Man appears; 
Now all the tribes of Israel mourn, 
To see the Crucified return. 

6 Come, sinner, drink the balmy dew, 
And let that blood avail for you ; 

Then say, when His bright hour you see, 
It is my Lord, He comes for me. 

Sll. lOs, 6s &, ISs. 

Come, let us anew. 
1 Come, let us anew our journey pursue, 
Koll round with the year, 
And never stand still till the Master appear ; 



200 BIBLE HARP. 

His adorable will let us gladly fulfil, 

And our talents improve 
By the patience of hope and the labor of 
love. 

2 Our life is a dream, our time as a stream, 

Glides swiftly away, 
And the fugitive moments refuses to stay; 
The arrow is flown, the moment is gone, 

The millennial year 
Rushes on to our view, and eternity 's near. 

3 O that each in the day of His coming may 

say, 
"I have fought my way through, 
I have finished the work thou didst give 

me to do;" 
0, that each from his Lord may receive 
the glad word: 
1 ' Well and faithfully done, 
Enter into my joy, and sit down on my 
throne." C. Wesley. 

SIS. S, M. 

Come to the House of Prayer. 

1 Come to the house of prayer, 

O thou afflicted come; 
The God of peace shall meet thee there, 
He makes that house His own. 

2 Come to the house of praise 

Ye who are happy now; 
In sweet accord your voices raise, 
In kindred homage bow. 

3 Ye aged hither come, 

For ye have felt His love; 



BIBLE HARP. 201 

Soon shall your trembling tongues be 
dumb, 
Your lips forget to move. 

4 Ye young ! before bis throne 

Come, now, your voices raise; 
Let not your hearts his praise disown, 
Who gives the power to praise. 

5 Thou, whose benignant eye 

In mercy looks on all, 
Who see'st the tear of misery, 
And hear'st the mourner's call. 

6 Up to Thy dwelling place 

Bear our frail spirits on, 
Till they outstrip time's tardy pace 
And heaven on earth be won. 

E, Tayloe. 

S13. Come, weary souls. L. IML". 

1 Come, weary souls ! with sins distress'd, 
Come, and accept the promised rest; # 
The Saviour's gracious call obey, 

And cast your gloomy fears away. 

2 Here mercies boundless ocean flows 

To cleanse your guilt, and heal your woes ; 
Pardon and life, and endless peace, 
How rich the gift, how free the grace. 

3 Dear Saviour ! let Thy powerful love 
Confirm our faith — our fears remove; 
Oh ! sweetly reign in every breast, 
And guide us to eternal rest. 

Mrs. Steele. 



202 BIBLE HARP. 

S14. Daughter of Zion. lis. 

1 Daughter of Zion ! awake from thy sad- 

ness; 
Awake ! — for thy foes shall oppress thee 

320 more: 
Bright o'er thy hills dawns the day-star 

of gladness; 
Arise ! — for the night of thy sorrow is 

o'er. 

2 Strong were thy foes; but the arm that 

subdued them, 

And scattered their legions, was might- 
ier far; 
They fled, like the chaff, from the scourge 
that pursued them, 

Yain were their steeds and their chariots 
of war. 

3 Daughter of Zion, the power that hath 

saved thee, 
• Extolled with the harp and the timbrel 
should be ; 
Shout ! — for the foe is destroyed that en- 
slaved thee, 
Th' oppressor is vanquished and Zion is 
free. Fitzgerald's Coll. 

?-^l*5. Dismission Hymn. 1L. 3JT. 

I Dismiss us with Thy blessing, Lord, 
Help us to feed upon thy word; 
All that has been amiss, forgive, 
And let thy truth within us live. 



BIBLE HARP. 203 

2 Though we are guilty, Thou art good; 
Wash all our works in Jesus' blood; 
Give every burdened soul release, 
And bid us all depart in peace. He&t. 

516. Faith, Hope, and Charity. Xj. ME. 

1 Faith, hope and charity, these three, 
Yet is the greatest, charity; 
Father of lights, these gifts, impart 
To mine and every human heart. 

2 Faith, that in prayer can never fail, 
Hope, that o'er doubting must prevail, 
And charity, whose name above 

Is God's own name, for God is love. 

3 The morning star is lost in light, 
Faith vanishes at perfect sight, 
The rainbow passes with the storm, 
And hope with sorrows fading form. 

4 But charity, serene, sublime, 
Beyond the reach of death and time; 
Like the blue skies all-bounding space 
Holds heaven and earth in its embrace. 

Montgomery. 

517. Aspiring- for Heaven. @^ &, ! ^"©. 
1 Far from mortal cares retreating, 

Sordid hopes and vain desires, 
Here, our willing footsteps meeting, 

Every heart to heaven aspires ; 
From the fount of glory beaming, 

Light celestial cheers our eyes, 
Mercy from above pi oclaiming 

Peace and pardon from the skies* 



204 BIBLE HARP. 

2 Who may share this great salvation? 

Every pure and humble mind, 
Every kindred, tongue, and nation, 

From the dross of guilt refined; 
Blessings all around bestowing, 

God withholds his care from none; 
Grace and mercy ever flowing 

From the fountain of His throne. 

3 Every stain of guilt abhoring 

Firm and bold in virtue's cause, 
Still Thy Providence adoring 

Faithful subjects to Thy laws; 
Lord, with favor still attend us, 

Bless us with Thy wondrous love; 
Thou, our Sun, our Shield, defend us ; 

All our hope is from above. 

J. Taylor. 

21&. Forever with the Lord. S. M. 

1 "Forever with the Lord !" — 

So, Jesus, let it be ; 
Life from the dead is in that word, 
'Tis immortality. 

2 Here, in the body pent, 

Absent from Thee I roam ; 
Yet nightly pitch my moving tent 
A days march nearer home. 

3 "Forever with the Lord !" — 

Saviour, if 'tis Thy will, 
The promise of that faithful word 
E'en here to me fulfil. 
i So when my latest breath 

Shall rend the vail in twain, 



BIBLE HARP. 205 

In death I shall escape from death, 
And life eternal gain. 
5 Knowing as I am known, 

How shall I love that word, 
And oft repeat before the throne — 
"Forever, with the Lord !" 

Montgomery. 

££10. Missionary Hymn, ^s &< Oss. 

1 From Greenland's icy mountains, 

From India's coral strand, 
Where Afric's sunny fountains 

Roll down their golden sand; 
From many an ancient river, 

From many a palmy plain, 
They calls us to deliver 

Their land from error's chain. 

2 What though the spicy breezes 

Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle, 
Though every prospect pleases, 

And only man is vile ; 
In vain with lavished kindness 

The gifts of God are strown, 
The heathen, in his blindness, 

Bows down to wood and stone. 

3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted 

With wisdom from on high, 
Shall we, to men benighted, 

The lamp of life deny ? 
Salvation! O, salvation! 

The joyful sound proclaim, 
Till earth's remotest nation 

Has learned Messiah's name. 



206 BIBLE HARP. 

4 Waft/ waft, ye winds, his story, 

Arid you, ye waters roll, 
Till like a sea of glory 

It spreads from pole to pole; 
Till o'er our ransomed nature 

The Lamb for sinners slain, 
Redeemer, King, Creator, 

In bliss returns to reign. Heber. 

Christ, the Lamb, enthroned and v>or shipped, 

1 Hark ! ten thousand harps and voices 

Sound the notes of praise above; 
Jesus reigns, and heaven rejoices; 

Jesus reigns, the God of love : 
See, He sits on yonder throne; 

Jesus rules the world alone. 

2 Jesus, hail ! whose glory brightens 

All above, and gives it worth; 
Lord of life, Thy smile enlightens, 

Cheers and charms Thy saints on earth: 
When we think of love like Thine, 

Lord, we own it, love divine. 

3 King of glory, reign forever; 

Thine an everlasting crown: 
Nothing from Thy love shall sever 

Those whom Thou hast made Thine Own ; 
Happy objects of Thy grace, 

Destined to behold Thy face. 

4 Saviour, hasten Thine appearing, 

Bring, bring the glorious day, 



BIBLE HAKP. 207 

When the awful summons hearing, 
Heaven and earth shall pass away: 

Then, with golden harps, we'll sing, 
"Glory, glory to our King." Kelly. 



The expiring Saviour. 

1 Hark ! the voice of love and mercy 

Sounds aloud from Calvary; 
See ! it rends the rocks asunder, 
Shakes the earth, and veils the sky: 

"It is finished I" 
Hear the dying Saviour cry. 

2 "It is finished !" Oh ! what pleasure 

Do these charming words afford; 
Heavenly blessing, without measure, 
Flow to us through Christ, the Lord: 

"It is finished!" 
Saints ! the dying words record. 

3 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs ! 

Join to sing the pleasing theme; 
All in earth and heaven uniting, 
Join to praise Immanuel's name: 

Hallelujah ! 
Glory to the bleeding Lamb ! 

Evans. 



S^£££. Journeying Home. ^@ && T's. 

1 Here we meet to part again, 
But when we meet on Canaan's plain. 



208 BIBLE HARP. 

Cho. — There'll be no parting there, 
In that bright world above, 
In that bright world above, 
Shout ! shont the victory ! 
We're on our journey home. 

2 Here we meet to part again, 

But there we shall with Jesus reign. 
Cho. 

3 Here we meet to part again, 

But when we join the heavenly train. 
Cho. 

££££3. Brothers, will you meet us ? 

1 Say, brothers, will you meet us ; 
Say, brothers, will you meet us; 
Say, brothers, will you meet us, 

On Canaan's happy shore ? 

2 By the grace of God we'll meet you; 
By the grace of God we'll meet you ; 
By the grace of God we'll meet you 

Where parting is no more. 

3 Jesus lives and reigns for ever; 
Jesus lives and reigns for ever; 
Jesus lives and reigns for ever 

On Canaan's happy shore. 

4 Glory, glory, hallelujah; 
Glory, glory, hallelujah; 
Glory, glory, hallelujah, 
For ever, evermore. 



BIBLE HARP. 209 

Christ, the great Physician. 

1 How lost was my condition, 

Till Jesus made me whole, 
There is but one physician 

Can cure a sin-sick soul; 
Next door to death he found me, 

And snatch' d me from the grave, 
To tell to all around me 

His wondrous power to save. 

2 The worst of all diseases 

Is light compared with sin, 
On every part it seizes, 

But rages most within ; 
'Tis palsy, plague, and fever, 

And madness all combined, 
And none, but a believer, 

The least relief can find. 

3 From men, great skill professing, 

I thought a cure to gain, 
But this proved more distressing, 

And added to my pain; 
Some said that nothing ailed me, 

Some gave me up for lost, 
Thus every refuge failed me, 

And all my hopes were crossed. 

4 At length this great Physician — 

How matchless is His grace ! 
Accepted my petition, 

And understood my case; 
First gave me sight to view Him — 

For sin my sight hath sealed— 
O 



210 BIBLE HARP. 

Then bade me look unto Him; 

I looked and I was healed. 
5 A dying, risen Jesus, 

Seen by the eye of faith, 
At once from anguish frees us, 

And saves the soul from death; 
Come then to this Physician, 

His help He'll freely give, 
He makes no hard condition, 

'Tis only — look and live ! Newton. 

Christ, precious to Believers. 

1 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds, 

In a believer's ear, 
It soothes his sorrow, heals his wounds, 
And drives away his fear. 

2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, 

And calms the troubled breast; 
'Tis manna to the hungry soul, 
And for the weary rest. 

3 By Thee my prayers acceptance gain, 

Although with sin defil'd; 
Satan excuses me in vain, 
And I am owned a child. 

4 Jesus ! my Shepherd, Guardian, Friend. 

My Prophet, Priest, and King, 
My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, 
Accept the praise I bring. 

5 "Weak is the effort of my heart, 

And cold my warmest thought ; 
But when I see Thee as Thou art, 
I'll praise Thee as I ought. 



BIBLE HARP. 211 

6 Till then I would Thy love proclaim 
With every fleeting breath, 
And may the music of Thy name 

Refresh my soul in death. Newton. 

^^O. Cradle Hymn. @s & Y&. 

1 Hnsn, my babe, lie still and slumber, 

Holy angels guard thy bed; 
Heavenly blessings without number 
Gently falling on thy head. 

2 Sleep, my babe, thy food and raiment, 

House and home, thy friends provide ; 
All, without thy care or payment, 
All thy wants are well supplied. 

3 How much better thou'rt attended, 

Than the Son of God could be; 
When from heaven he descended, 
And became a child like thee. 

4 Soft and easy is the cradle — 

Coarse and hard the Saviour lay ; 
When his birth-place was a stable, 
And His softest bed was hay. 

5 Blessed Babe, what glorious features, 

Spotless, fair, divinely bright ! 
Must He dwell with brutal creatures ? — 
How could angels bear the sight? 

6 Was there nothing, but a manger, 

That poor sinners could afford, 
To receive the heavenly stranger ? 
Did they thus affront their Lord ? 

7 Soft, my child — I did not chide thee, 

Though my song might sound too hard; 



212 BIBLE HARP. 

"Tig tny mother sits beside thee, 
And her arm shall be thy guard. 

8 Yet, to read the shameful story, 

How the Jews abused their King ; 
How they served the Lord of glory 
Makes me tremble while I sing. 

9 See the under shepherds round Him, 

Telling wonders from the sky; 
There they sought Him. there they found 
Him, 
With His virgin mother by. 

10 See the lovely Babe addressing, 

Lovely Infant, how He smiled ! 
"When He wept, the mother's blessing, 
Soothed and hushed the holy Child. 

11 Lo, He slumber' d in a manger, 

) Where the lowing oxen fed — 
Peace, my darling, here's no danger, 
Here's no oxen near thy bed, 

12 'Twas to save Thee, child, from dying, 

Save my dear from burning flame; 
Bitter groans, and endless crying, 
That thy blest Redeemer came. 

13 May'st thou live to know and fear Him, 

Trust and love Him all Thy days ! 
Then go dwell forever near Him, 
See His face and sing His praise. 

14 I could give thee thousand kisses, 

Hoping what I most desire; 
Not a mother's fondest wishes 

Can to greater joys aspire. Watts 



BIBLE HABP. 213 

Tm not ashamed to own my Lord.'''' 

1 I'm not ashamed to own my Lord, 

Or to defend his cause ; 
Maintain the honor of His word, 
And advocate his laws. 

2 Jesus, my God ! — I know His name — 

His name is all my trust; 
Nor will He put my soul to shame, 
Nor let my hope be lost. 

3 Firm as His throne, His promise stands, 

And He can well secure ; 
What I've committed to His hands, 

Till the decisive hour. 
4: Then will He own my worthless name 

Before His Father's face, 
And in the new Jerusalem 

A]3point my soul a place. Watts.' 

22$*^. Longing for heaven. 11 sS. 

1 I would not live alway; I ask not to stay, 
Where storm after storm rises dark o'er 

the way; 
The few lucid mornings that dawn on us 

here, 
Is enough for life's woes, full enough for 

its cheer. 

2 I would not live away; no — welcome the 

tomb, 
Since Jesus has lain there, I dread not its 
gloom ; 



214 BIBLE HARP. 

There sweet be my rest, till He bid me arise, 
To bail Him in triumph descending the 
skies. 

3 Who, who would live alway, away from his 

God, 
Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode ; 
Where the rivers of pleasure flow o'er the 

bright plains, 
And the noontide of glory eternally reigns : 

4 Where the saints of all ages in harmony 

meet, 
Their Saviour and brethren transported 

to greet; 
While the anthems of rapture unceasingly 

roll, 
And the smile of the Lord is the feast of 

the soul. Muhlenberg. 

£2£20. All one in Christ. ^. M. 

1 Let party names no more 

The Christian world o'erspread; 
Gentile and Jew, and bond and free, 
Are one in Christ, their Head. 

2 Among the saints on earth 

Let mutual love be found, 
Heirs of the same inheritance, 
With mutual blessings crowned. 

3 Thus will the Church below 

Resemble that above, 
Where streams of pleasure ever flow, 
And every heart is love. 

Beddome. 



BIBLE HAKP. 215 

2SO. Indebtedness to Christ. O. ME. 

1 Majestic SYv r eetness sits enthroned 

Upon the Saviour's brow; 
His head with radiant glories crowned, 
His lips with grace o'ernow. 

2 No mortal can with Him compare 

Among the sons of men; 
Fairer is He than all the fair, 
Who fill the heavenly train. 

3 He saw me plunged in deep distress, 

And flew to my relief; 
For me He bore the shameful cross, 
And carried all my grief. 

4 To Him I owe my life and breath, 

And all the joys I have; 
He makes me triumph over death, 
And saves me from the grave. 

5 To heaven, the place of His abode, 

He brings my weary feet; 
Shows me the glories of my God, 
And makes my joys complete. 
8 Since from his bounty I receive, 
Such proofs of love divine; 
Had I a thousand hearts to give, 
Lord ! they should all be Thine. 

S. Stennett. 

^231. Cross and Crown. O. IM« 

1 Must Jesus bear the cross alone, 

And all the world go free ; 
No, there's a cross for every one, 

And there's a cross for me. 



216 BIBLE HARP. 

2 How happy are the saints above, 

Who once went sorrowing here; 
But now they taste unmingled love, 
And joy without a tear. 

3 The consecrated cross I'll bear, 

Till death shall set me free, 
And then go home, my crown to wear — 
For there's a crown for me. 

G. IS". Allex. 

^3^o O. M. 

GocVs goodness. 

1 Once more, my soul, the rising day 

Salutes my waking eyes ; 
Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay, 
To Him who rules the skies. 

2 Night unto night his name repeats, 

The day renews the sound; 

Wide as the heaven on which He sits, 

To turn the seasons round. 
* 

3 'Tis He supports my mortal frame, 

My tongue shall speak His praise ; 
My sins would rouse his wrath to name, 
And yet his wrath delays. 

4 A thousand wretched souls are fled 

Since the last setting sun, 
And yet Thou lengthenest out my thread, 
And yet my moments run. 

5 Great God, let all my hours be Thine, 

While I enjoy the light ; 
Then shall my sun in smiles decline, 
And bring a pleasant night. Watts, 



BIBLE HARP. 217 

233. Jehovah's Praise O. M. 

1 no, we cannot sing the song, 

Made for Jehovah's praise; 
Our sorrowing harps refuse their strings 
To Zion's gladsome strains. 

2 They bid us be in cheerful mood, 

And dry those tears so sad; 
But Judah's hearths are desolate, 
And how can we be glad ? 

3 Silent our harps o'er Babel's stream 

Are hung on willows wet, 
And Zion though we no more see, 
We never can forget. 

4 Sad be the notes, the plaintive wail, 

Our lyres must falter here; 

Echoes of songs within the vail, 

Celestial, sweet, and clear. 

5 O memory ! can those strains on high 

Grow silent and unknown ? 
Can death's deep pall enshroud our eyes, 
And hide yon glitt'ring throne. 

6 Jerusalem ! thy banished ones — 

Prove anguish and regret — 
But endless curses rest on them, 
If thee they e'er forget. 

234. Onward Christian. @s &> T's. 

1 Onward, Christian, though the region, 
Where thou art is drear and lone ; 
God has sent a guardian legion 
Very near thee — press thou on I 



218 BIBLE HARP. 

2 Listen, Christian, their hosanna 

Eolleth o'er thee, — "God is Love," 
Write upon thy red-cross banner, 
Upward ever, heaven's above. 

3 By the thorn-road, and none other, 

Is the mount of vision won; 
• Tread it without shrinking, brother, 
Jesus trod it — press thou on ! 

4 By this world be wiser, stronger, 

For thy life of pain and peace, 
While it needs thee, O no longer 
Pray thou for thy quick release. 

5 Pray thou, Christian, daily, rather 

That thou be a faithful son, 
By the prayer of Jesus — "Father, 
Not my will, but thine be done. 

^3£5. Rendering thanks. L. IMC. 

1 0, render thanks to God above, 

The fountain of eternal love; 
Whose mercy firm through ages past, 
Hath stood and shall forever last. 

2 Who can his mighty deeds express, 

Not only vast, but numberless '? 
What mortal eloquence can raise 
His tribute of immortal praise. 

3 Extend to me that favor, Lord, 

Thou to Thy chosen dost afford; 
When Thou return'st to set them free, 
Let Thy salvation visit me. 



BIBLE HARP. 219 

0, render thanks to God above, 

The fountain of eternal love; 
His mercy firm through ages past, 

Hath stood, and shall forever last. 



S36. Guilty Sinners. O. F. M. 

1 Thou that hearest the prayer of faith. 
Wilt Thou not save a soul from death, 

That casts itself on Thee ? 
I have no refuge of my own, 
But fly to what my God hath done, 

And suffered once for me. 

2 Slain in the guilty sinner's stead, 
His spotless righteousness I plead, 

And His availing blood; 
That righteousness my robe shall be, 
That merit shall atone for me, 

And bring me near to God. 

3 Then save me from eternal death, 
The spirit of adoption breathe, 

His consolations send; 
By Him some word of life impart, 
And sweetly whisper to my heart — 

Thy Maker is Thy friend. 

i The king of terrors then should be 
A welcome messenger to me, 

To bid me, come away; 
Unclogged by earth, or earthly things, 
I'd mount, I'd fly with eager wings 

To everlasting day. 



220 BIBLE HARP. 

237. ^ O. M. 

"0, Vitas a joyful sound to hear" 

1 0, 'twas a joyful sound to hear 

Our tribes devoutly say: 
"Up, Israel, to the temple haste, 
And keep the festal day !" 

2 At Salem's courts w% must appear, 

With our assembled powers; 
In strong and beauteous order ranged, 
Like her united towers 

3 O, pray we then for Salem's peace — 

For they shall prosp'rous be; 
Thou holy city of our God, 
Who bear true love to Thee. 

Tate <& Brady. 

238. Palms and Crowns. 'T's. 

1 Palms of glory, raiment bright, 

Crowns that never fade away; 
Gird and deck the saints in light, 

Priests, and kings, and conquerors, they. 

2 Yet the conqueror's bring their palms 

To the Lamb round the throne, 
And proclaim in joyful psalms 
Vict'ry through his cross alone. 

3 Kings for harps their crowns resign, 

Crying, as they strike the chords: — 
Take the kingdom, it is thine, 
King of kings, and Lord of lords. 

4 Round the altar priests confess, 

If their robes are white as snow: 
"Twas their Saviour's righteousness, 
And His blood that made them so." 



BIBLE HABP. 221 

5 Who are these, on earth they dwelt, 

Sinners once of Adam's race; 
Guilt and fear, and suff 'ring felt, 
Bnt we're saved by sov'reign grace. 

6 They were mortal, too, like us; 

Ah! when we, like them, shall die, 
May our souls translated thus 

Triumph, reign, and shine on high. 
Montgomery. 

239. Salvation. O. M. 

1 Salvation ! O, the joyful sound, 

'Tis pleasure to our ears; 
A sovereign balm for every wound, 
A cordial for our fears. 

2 Buried in sorrow and in sin, 

At hell's dark door we lay; 
But we arise, by grace divine, 
To see a heavenly day. 

3 Salvation ! — let the echo fly 

The spacious earth around; 
While all the armies of the sky 

Conspire to raise the sound. Watts. 

240. Sweet day of rest. JL*. M. 

1 Sweet is the work, my Lord, my King, 
To praise Thy name, give thanks, and sing; 
To show thy love by morning light, 
And talk of all Thy truth at night. 

2 Sweet is the day of sacred. rest, 

No mortal care shall seize my breast; 
O may my heart in tune be found, 
Like David's harp of solemn sound I 



222 BIBLE HAEP. 

3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord, 
And bless his works, and bless his word; 
Thy works of grace, how bright they shine; 
How deep thy counsels, how divine ! 

4 Fools never raise their thoughts so high, 
Like brutes they live, like brutes they die: 
Like grass they flourish, till their breath 
Blasts them in everlasting death. 

5 But I shall share a glorious part, 
When grace hath well refined my heart; 
And fresh supplies of joy are shed, 
Like holy oil, to cheer my head. 

6 Then shall I see, and hear, and know, 
All I desired or wished below : 

And every power finds sweet employ, 
In that eternal world of joy. Watts. 

£2 JtX. The Psalmist. L. M. 

1 The heavens declare Thy glory, Lord ! 

In every star Thy wisdom shines ; 

But when our eyes behold Thy word, 

We read Thy name in fairer lines. 

2 The rolling sun, the changing light, 

And nights and days Thy power confess, 
But the blest volume Thou hast writ, 
Reveals Thy justice and Thy grace. 

3 Sun, moon and stars convey Thy praise 

Round the whole earth, and never stand; 
So, when Thy truth began its race, 
It touched and glanced on every land. 
4: Nor shall Thy spreading Gospel rest, 

Till through the world Thy truth has run; 



BIBLE HARP. 223 

Till Christ lias all the nations bless'd, 
That see the light, or feel the sun. 

5 Great sun of righteousness, arise, 

Bless the dark world with heavenly light; 
Thy Gospel makes the simple wise, 
Thy laws are pure, Thy judgments right. 

6 Thy noblest wonders here we view, 

In souls renewed, and sins forgiven ; 
Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew, 
And make Thy word my guide to heaven. 
Watts. 

^4^. The Morning Light, ^s «§£ 6s. 

1 The morning light is breaking, 

The darkness disappears, 
The sons of earth are waking 

To penitential tears. 
Each breeze that sweeps the ocean 

Brings tidings from afar, 
Of nations in commotion, 

Prepared for Zion's war. 

2 Eich dews of grace come o'er us 

In many a gentle shower, 
And brighter scenes before us 

Are opening every hour ; 
Each cry to heaven going, 

Abundant answer brings, 
And heavenly gales are blowing 

With peace upon their wings. 

3 See heathen nations bending 

Before the God we love, 
And thousand hearts ascending 
In gratitude above ; P 



224: BIBLE HAEP. 

While sinners, now confessing, 

The Gospel call obey, 
And seek the Saviour's blessing,- 

A nation in a day. 

4 Blest river of salvation, 

Pursue thine onward way, 
Flow thou to every nation, 

Nor in thy richness stay; 
Stay not till all the lowly 

Triumphant reach their home, 
Stay not till all the holy 

Proclaim — "The Lord is come." 

243. O. M. 

Tune.— Dedham. 

1 O thou, my soul, bless God the Lord, 

And all that in me is 
Be ye stirred up, his holy name 
To magnify and bless. 

2 Bless, O my soul, the Lord thy God, 

And not forgetful be 
Of all his gracious benefits 
He hath bestowed on thee. 

3 Such pity as a father hath 

Unto his children dear; 
Like pity shows the Lord to such 
As worship him in fear. 

4 The Lord prepared hath his high throne 

In heaven firm to stand ; 
And every thing that being hath 
His kingdom doth command. 



BIBLE HABP. 225 

5 bless tlie Lord, all ye his works, 
Wherewith the world is stored, 
In his dominions everywhere; 
My soul, bless thou the Lord. 

S44. The Harp. JLu M. 

1 There is a harp whose thrilling sound 

Swells through the choir of heaven 
above ; 
'Mid the blue arch the notes resound, 
While angels catch the song of love. 

2 'Tis when beyond this vale of tears 

A sainted spirit wings its way, 
And pure before the throne appears, 
In robes of bright, ethereal day. 

3 Hark ! the glad shout of sacred joy, 

In choral numbers, loud and long; 
Th' angelic host their harps employ. 
And hallelujah's swell the song. 

£24l>. The true Friend. ^>s &- 4s. 

1 There's a friend above all others, 

O, how He loves ! 
His is love beyond a brother's. 

O, how He loves ! 
Earthly friends may fail and leave us, 
This day kind, the next bereave us, 
But this Friend will ne'er deceive us,- 

O, how He loves ! 

2 Blessed Jesus ! — would'st thou know Him ? 

O, how He loves ! 
Give thyself e'en this day to Him, 
0, how He loves ! 



226 BIBLE HARP. 

Is it sin that pains and grieves thee ? 
Doubts and trials do they tease thee ? 
Jesus can from all release thee, 
O, how He loves ! 

3 Love this Friend who longs to save thee 5 

O, how He loves ! 
Dost thou love ? He will not leave thee, 

O, how He loves! 
Think no more than of to-morrow, 
Take His easy yoke and follow, 
Jesus carries all thy sorrow, 

0, how Ife loves ! 

4 All thy sins shall be forgiven, 

O, how He loves ! 
Backwards all thy foes be driven, 

O, how He loves ) 
Best of blessings Hell provide thee, 
Nought but good shall e'er betide thee, 
Safe to glory He will guide thee — - 

O, how He loves ! 

5 Pause, my soul ! adore and wonder, 

O, how He loves ! 
Nought can cleave this love asunder, 

O, how He loves ! 
Neither trial, nor temptation, 
Doubt, nor fear, nor tribulation, 
Can bereave us of salvation^ 

O, how He loves ! 

6 Let us still this love be viewing, 

O, how He loves ! 
And though faint, keep on pursuing, 
0, how He loves ! 



BIBLE HARP. 227 

He will strengthen each endeavor, 
And when passed o'er Jordan's river, 
This shall be our song for ever, 
O, how He loves ! 

^46. The Voice of Free Grace,. l^S. 

1 The voice of free grace cries, escape to 

the mountain, 

For Adam's lost race, Christ hath opened 
fountain ; 

For sin and uncleanness, and every trans- 
gression, 

His blood flows most freely'in streams of 
salvation. 

2 Ye souls that are wounded ! O flee to the 

Saviour; 
He calls you in mercy — 'tis infinite favor; 
Your sins are increasing — escape to the 

mountain, — 
His blood can remove them — it flows from 

the fountain. 

3 O Jesus ! ride onward, triumphantly 

glorious 
O'er sin, death and hell, Thou art more 

than victorious ; 
Thy name is the theme of the great con- 

gregration, 
While angels and men raise the shout of 

salvation. 

4 With joy shall we stand when escaped to 

the shore, 
With harps in our hands we'll praise him 
the more; 



228 BIBLE HAEP. 

"We'll range the sweet plains on the bank 

of the river, 
And sing of salvation for ever and ever. 
Thornby. 

2<£: y 7 / . Evening Hymn. JL*. 3X. 

1 Thus far the Lord has led me on ; 

Thus far His power prolongs my days, 
And every evening shall make known 
Some fresh memorial of his grace. 

2 Much of my time has run to waste, 

And I perhaps am near my home; 
But he forgives my follies past, 

He gives me strength for days to come. 

3 I lay my body down to sleep; 

Peace is the pillow for my head; 
"While well appointed angels keep 

Their watchful stations round my bed. 

4 Thus when the night of death shall come, 

My flesh shall rest beneath the ground, 
And wait, Thy voice to raise my tomb, 
With sweet salvation in the sound. 

Watts. 

^4L«. Zion. ^^j, Ts & 4s. 

1 Zion stands with hills surrounded — 

Zion, kept by power divine ; 
All her foes shall be confounded, 
Though the world in arms combine ; 

Happy Zion, 
"What a favored lot is thine. 

2 Every human tie may perish, 

Friend to friend unfaithful prove ; 



BIBLE HARP. 229 

Mothers cease their own to cherish, 
Heaven and earth at last remove, 

But no changes 
Can attend Jehovah's love. 
3 In the furnace God may prove thee, 

Thence to bring thee forth more bright; 
But can never cease to love thee, 
Thou art precious in His sight; 

God is with thee — 
God, thine everlasting light. Kelly. 

^LO. O. M. 

Breathing after the Holy Spirit. 

1 Come, Holy Spirit, Heavenly Dove, 

With all thy quick'ning powers, 
Kindle a flame of sacred love 
In these cold hearts of ours. 

2 Look ! how we grovel here below, 

Fond of these trifling toys ! 
Our souls can neither fly nor go, 
To reach eternal joys. 

3 In vain we tune our formal songs, 

In vain we strive to rise; 
Hosannas languish on our tongues, 
And our devotion dies. 

4 Dear Lord, and shall we ever live 

At this poor dying rate — 
Our love so faint, so cold to Thee, 
And Thine to us so great ? 

5 Come, Holy Spirit, Heavenly Dove, 

With all Thy quickening powers ; 
Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love, 
And that shall kindle ours. Watts. 



230 BIBLE HARP. 

^£>0. Mourning. 6s & T'S. 

1 Oli, there will be mourning 

Before the judgment seat, 
"When this world is burning 
Beneath Jehovah's feet, 
Cho. — Friends and kindred there will part, 
"Will part to meet no more; 
"Wrath will sink the rebel's heart, 

While saints on high adore; 
Oh ! there will be mourning 
Before the judgment seat. 

2 Oh, there will be mourning 

Before the judgment seat. 
When the trumpets warning, 
The sinner's ear shall greet. 

3 Oh, there will be mourning 

Before the judgment seat, 
When from dust returning, 

The lost their doom shall meet. 

4 Oh, there will be mourning 

Before the judgment seat, 
Justice, ever frowning, 

Shall seal the sinner's fate. 

S51. Saint's Home. F. M. 

1 I have started for Canaan, must I leave 
you behind ? 
Will you not go up with me ? come, make 

up your mind, 
The land lies before us, 'tis pleasant to 

view; 
Its fruits are abundant, they're offered to 
you. 



BIBLE HAEP, 231 

Come, come friends, friends, come ; I've 
started for Canaan, 
0, will you not come ? 

2 What can tempt you to linger, or turn 

from the way ? 
The fields are all blooming, as blooming 

as May, 
The music is charming, the harmony pure, 
The joys, there are lasting, they ever en- 
dure. 
Come, come friends, friends, come, &c. 

3 You have friends in that country most 

dear to your heart, 
Do you not wish to meet them where 

friends never part ? 
Then start in a moment, no longer delay, 
While you stop to consider, the night ends 

the day. 
Come, come friends, friends, come, &c. 

4 J Tis the last call of mercy; O turn, lest 

you die; 
Give your heart to the Saviour, to-day he 

is nigh; * 
While his arms are extended, while his 

children all pray ; 
Will you not join our number ? come, join 

us to-day. 
Come, come friends, friends, come, &c. 

S£>£2. The Shining Shore. ^^ & ^S. 
t My days are gliding swiftly by, 
And I, a pilgrim stranger, 



232 BIBLE HARP. 

"Would not detain them as they fly, 
These hours of toil and danger. 

For oh ! we stand on Jordan's strand, 
Our friends are passing over, 

And just before the shining shore 
We may almost discover. 

2 We'll gird our loins, my brethren dear, 

Our distant home discerning 
Our absent Lord has left us word, 
Let every lamp be b aiming; — 
For oh ! we, &c. 

3 Should comiug days be cold and dark, 

We need not cease our singing ; 
That perfect rest naught can molest, 
Whose golden harps are ringing; 
For oh ! we, &c. 

4 Let sorrow's rudest tempests blow, 

Each chord on earth to sever; 
Our King says come and there's our home, 
For ever, oh ! for ever ! 
For oh! we, &c. 

^^3. The Chariot. l^s. 

1 The Chariot ! the Chariot ! its wheels roll 
in fire, 

As the Lord cometh down in the pomp of 
His ire; 

Lo, self-moving, it drives on its path-way 
of cloud, 

And the heav'ns with the burden of God- 
head are bow'd. 



BIBLE HARP. 233 

2 The glory ! the glory ! around Him are 

poured 
Mighty hosts of the angels that wait on 

the Lord ; 
And the glorified saints, and the martyrs 

are there, 
And there all who the palm-wreaths, of 

victory wear. 

3 The trumpet ! the trumpet the dead have 

all heard ; 
Lo, the depths of the stone-covered charnel 
are stirred ! 
From the sea, from the earth, from the south 
from the north, 
All the vast generations of man are come 
forth. 

4 The judgment ! the judgment ! the thrones 

are all set, 
Where the Lamb, and the white-vested 

elders are met ; 
There all flesh is at once in the sight of 

the Lord, 
And the doom of eternity hangs on His 

word. 

5 In inercy, in mercy, look down from 

above, 
Great Creator, on us, thy sad children, 

with love ! 
When beneath to their darkness the wicked 

are driven ! 
May our justified souls find a welcome in 

heaven. Milman. 



234 BIBLE HARP. 

£2o^. Christ's Church. I*. M- 

1 Like a ship, see the church, through the 

ocean she rolls ; 
She's freighted with grace and well 

rnann'd out with souls ! 
'Midst whirlwinds and tempests she sails 

through the world, 
While storms of temptation against her 

are hurled. 

2 She's bound from the world, through the 

tempest she flies, 
She mounts o'er the billows, is bound for 

the skies ; 
While Christ stands at helm no danger 

she'll fear, 
Her Captain and Pilot knows which way 

to steer. 

3 She stops not to anchor in harbours be- 

low, 
But o'er life's rough billows her true 

course doth go ; 
The highlands of Heaven she still keeps 

in view ; 
Intends there to anchor and there land 

her crew. 

4 She's nated by worldlings, despised by 

fools, 
Who sail the black sea till they shipwreck 
their souls ! 



BIBLE HABP. 235 

She kindly invites them their course to 

bewail, 
Yet tarries not for them, but spreads the 

more sail. 

She's rapidly sailing with strong gales of 

love, 
And soon will strike soundings on fair 

coasts above ; 
Make the highlands of Heaven, and enter 

the road, 
And anchor for e'er in the kingdom of 

God! 

£££>£>. Subdued by the Cross. O. M[. 

1 In evil, long I took delight, 

Unaw'd by shame or fear, 
Till a new object struck my sight, 
And stop'd my wild career. 

2 I saw one hanging on a tree 

In agonies of blood ; 
He fix'd his languid eyes on me, 
As near his cross I stood. 

3 Sure never till my latest breath 

Shall I forget that look ; 
He seemed to charge me with his death, 
Though not a word he spoke. 

4 My conscience felt and own'd the guilt, 

And plunged me in despair ; 

I saw my sins, his blood had spilt, 

And help'd to nail him there. 



236 BIBLE HARP. 

5 Alas ! I knew not what I did, 

But now my tears are vain ; 
Where shall my trembling soul be hid ? 
Eor I the Lord have slain. 

6 A second look he gave; which said, 

I freely all forgive ; 
This blood is for thy ransom paid, 
I died that thou may'st live, 

7 With pleasing grief and mournful joy 

My spirits now were rilled ; 
That I should such a life destroy, 
Yet live by him I killed. 

Waiting by the River. 

1 We are waiting by the river, 

We are watching on the shore, 
Only waiting for the boatman, 

Soon he'll come to bear us o'er. 
Chorus. — We are waiting by the river. 

We are watching on the shore, 

Only waiting for the boatman; 

Soon he'll come to bear us o'er. 

2 Though the mist hangs o'er the river, 

And its billows loudly roar ; 
Yet we hear the song of angels, 

Wafted on the other shore. 
Chorus. — We are waiting by the river, 

We are watching on the shore. 



BIBLE HAKP. 237 

Only waiting for the boatman ; 
Soon he'll come to bear us o'er. 



3 And the bright celestial city, 

We have caught such radiant gleams, 
Of its towers like dazzling sunlight, 

With its sweet and peaceful streams. 
Chorus. — We are waiting by the river, 

We are watching on the shore, 
Only waiting for the boatman ; 
Soon he'll come to bear us o'er. 



4 He has called for many a loved one, 
We have seen them leave our side; 
With our Saviour we shall meet them, 
When we too have crossed the tide, 
Cxiorus. — We are waiting by the river, 

We are watching on the shore, 

Only waiting for the boatman; 

Soon he'll come to bear us o'er. 



5 When we've passed that vale of shadows, 
With its dark and chilling tide ; 
In that bright and glorious city, 

We shall ever more abide. 
CnoRUS , — We are waiting by the river, 

We are watching on the shore, 

Only waiting for the boatman; 

Soon he'll come to bear us o'er. 



238 BIBLE HABP. 

&&?. Well Beloved. !P.M. 

1 Don't you see my Jesus coming? 

Don't you see him in yonder cloud 
With ten thousand angels round him ? 

See how they do my Jesus crowd ! 
Cho. — Well beloved, blessed Saviour, 
Well beloved, Priest and King, 
Glory to the Lamb for ever; 
For us he did salvation bring. 

2 Don't you see his arms extended ! 

Don't you hear his charming voice ? 
Each loving heart beats high for glory, 

Oh ! my Jesus is my choice. 
Cho. — Well beloved, blessed Saviour, 
Well beloved, Priest and King, 
Glory to the Lamb for ever; 
For us he did salvation bring. 

8 Don't you see the saints ascending ? 
Hear them shouting through the air ! 
Jesus smiling, trumpets sounding, 
Now his glory they shall share. 

4 Don't you see the heavens open ! 

And the saints in glory there ? 
Shouts of triumph bursting round you. 
Glory, glory, glory, hear. Cho. 

5 Come, backsliders, tho' you've pier c'd him, 

And have cans' d his church to mourn; 
Yet you may regain free pardon, 
If you will to him return. Cho. 



BIBLE HABP. 239 

6 Now behold each loving spirit, 

Shout the praise of his dear name; 
View the smiles of their dear Jesus, 
While his presence feeds the flame. Clio, 

7 There we'll range the fields of pleasure, 

By our dear Redeemers side; 
Shouting glory, glory, glory, 
While eternal ages glide, Oho. 
&£>S. Love to God. 3?. M. 

1 Almighty love inspire 

My soul with sacred fire. 
And animate desire, 
My soul to renew; 
I love my blessed Jesus, 

On whom each angel gazes, 
And sympathy increases 
About the ethereal blue. 
Chorus. — And, O, give him glory, 
And, O, give him glory, 
And, O, give him glory, 
For glory is his own; 
Yes, you may give him glory. 
And I will give him glory > 
We'll shout and give him glory^ 
When we arrive at home. 

2 My tender hearted Jesus, 

Thy love my soul amazes, 
Thou dicVst die to save us, 

When lost and undone; 
No seraph could redeem us, 

No angel could retrieve us, 
No arm could relieve us, 

But Jesus alone. Cko. 



240 BIBLE HAKP. 

3 In him I have believed, 

He has my soul retrieved, 
From sin he has redeemed 

My soul, which was dead ! 
And now I love my Saviour, 

For I am in his favor. 
And hope with him forever 

The golden streets to tread. Cho. 

4 Yet here awhile I stay 

In hopes of that glad day, 
"When I am call'd away, 

To the mansions above, 
There to enjoy the treasure 

Of unconsuming pleasure, 
And shout in highest measure, 

Hallelujahs of love. Cho. 

5 In hopes of seeing Jesus, 

When all my conflict ceases, 
To him my love increases, 

To worship and adore ; 
Come, then, my blessed Saviour. 

Vouchsafe to me thy favor, 
To dwell with thee forever, 

When time shall be no more. Cho* 

6 Then, in tbe blooming garden 

Of Eden, gain'd by pardon, 
Upon the banks of Jordan 

We'll worship the Lamb; 
We'll sing the song of Moses, 

While Jesus, sweet, composes 
A song that never closes, 

Of praises to his name. Cho. 



BIBLE HARP. 241 

7 See, yonder is the glory, 
It lies but just before me, 
And then well tell the story 

Of all redeeming love ; 
And then we shall forever 

Drink of the flowing river, . 
And ever, ever, ever, 

Surround the throne of love. 
Chorus — there we'll give thee glory, 
O there we'll give thee glory, 
O there we'll give thee glory; 
And sing the song of love; 
And you may give him glory, &o. 
€2£50« Bleeding Zion. Ss && T's. 

1 Let thy kingdom, blessed Saviour, 

Come and bid our jarrings cease: 
Come, O come, and reign for ever, 

God of love and Prince of Peace; 
Visit now thy bleeding Zion, 

Hear thy people mourn and weep, 
Day and night thy lambs are crying, 

Come, good Shepherd, feed thy sheep. 

2 Some for Paul, some for Apollos, 

Some for Cephas — none agree; 
Jesus, let us hear thee call us, 

Help us, Lord, to follow thee; 
Then we'll rush through what encumbers, 

Over every hindrance leap : 
Undismay'd by force or numbers, 

Come, good Shepherd, feed thy sheep. 

3 Lord, in us there is no merit, 

We've been sinners from our youth, 

Q 



242 BIBLE HARP. 

Guide us, Lord, by thy good spirit, 
Which shall teach us all the truth; 

On the Gospel word we'll venture, 
Till in death's cold arms we sleep, 

Love our Lord, and Christ our Saviour, 
O, good Shepherd, feed thy sheep. 

4 Come, good Lord, with courage arm us. 

Persecution rages here; 
Nothing, Lord, we know, can harm us, 

While our Shepherd is so near; 
Glory, glory be to Jesus, 

At his name our hearts doth leap, 
He both comforts us and frees us, 

The good Shepherd feeds his sheep. 

5 Hear the Prince of our salvation, 

Saying, fear not, little nock: 
I, myself, am your foundation, 

You are built upon this rock; 
Shun the paths of vice and folly, 

Scale the mount although it's steep, 
Look to me, and be ye holy, 

I delight to feed my sheep. 

6 Christ alone, whose merit saves us, 

Taught by him we'll own his name, 
Sweetest of all names is -Jesus, 

How it doth our souls inflame ; 
Glory, glory, glory, glory, 

Give him glory, he will keep, 
He will clear your way before you, 

The good Shepherd feeds his sheep. 



BTBLE HARP. 243 

S60. Young People. Tu. M. 

1 Young people all attention give, 

While I address you in God's name ; 
You, who in sin and folly live, 

Come, hear the counsel of a friend. 

2 I've sought for bliss in glittering toys, 

And rang'd the luring scenes of life ; 
But never knew substantial joys, 
Until I heard my Saviour's voice. 

3 He spake, at once my sins forgiven, 

And wash'd my load of guilt away; 

He gave me glory, peace, and heaven, 

And thus I found the heav'nly way. 

4 And now with trembling sense I view 

The billows rise beneath your feet; 
For death eternal waits for you, 

Who slight the force of Gospel truth. 

5 Youth, like the spring, will soon be gone, 

By fleeting time or conquering death ; 
Your morning sun may set at noon, 
And leave you ever in the dark. 

6 Your sparkling eyes and blooming cheeks 

Must wither like the blasted rose; 
The coffin, earth, and winding sheet, 
Will soon your active limbs enclose. 

7 Ye heedless ones that widely stroll, 

The grave will soon become your bed, 
Where silence reigns, and vapors roll 
In solemn darkness round your head. 

8 Your friends will pass the lonesome place, 

And with a sigh move slow along; 



244 BIBLE HASP. 

Still gazing on the spires of grass, 

With which your graves are overgrown. 
9 Your souls will land in darker realms, 
Where vengeance reigns, and billows 
roar, 
And roll amidst the burning flames, 
When thousand, thousand years are 
o'er. 

10 Sunk in the shades of endless night, 

To groan and howl in ceaseless pain, 
And never more behold the light, 
And never, never rise again. 

11 Ye blooming youth, this is the state 

Of all who do free grace refuse ; 
And soon with you 'twill be too late, 
The way of life and heaven to choose, 

12 Come, lay your carnal weapons by, 

No longer fight against your God ; 
But with the Gospel now comply, 

And heaven shall be your great reward. 

^Ol. The New Birth P. M. 

1 Awak'd by Sinai's awful sound, 
My soul in guilt and thrall I found, 

I knew not what to do ; 
O'erwhelm'dwith guilt, with anguish slain, 
The sinner must be born again, 

Or sink in endless woe. 

2 Amaz'd I stood, but could not tell, 
Which way to shun the gates of hell, 

For death and hell drew near ; 



BIBLE HAEP. 245 

I strove indeed, but strove in vain, 
The sinner must be born again, 
Still sounded in my ear. 

3 Then to the law I trembling fled, 
It poured its curses on my head, 

I no relief could find ; 
This fearful truth, I found so plain, 
The sinner must be born again, 

Q'erwhelm'd my troubled mind. 

4 Again did Sinai's thunder roll, 
And guilt lay heavy on my soul, 

A vast unwieldy load; 
I read it o'er, found it the same, 
The sinner must be born again, 

Or drink the wrath of God. 

5 The saints I heard with rapture tell, 
How Jesus conquer'd death and hell, 
. And broke the fowler's snare; 
But when I found this truth so plain, 
The sinner must be born again, 

I sunk in deep despair. 

6 While thus my soul in anguish lay, 
Jesus of Naz'reth pass'd that way, 

I felt his pity move; 
The sinner, by his justice slain, 
Now by his grace is born again, 

And sings redeeming love. 

7 To heaven the joyful tidings flew, 
The angels turret their harps anew, 

And loftier sounds did raise; 
All hail the Lamb that once was slain, 
Unnumber'd millions born again, 

Shall shout thy endless praise. 



246 BIBLE HARP. 

S6S» Christ and His Cross. I 3 . M. 

1 As near to Calvary I pass, 
Methinks I see a bloody cross, 

Where a poor victim hangs; 
His flesh with rugged irons tore, 
His limbs all dress'd in pnrple gore, 

Gasping in dying pangs. 

2 Surprised the spectacle to see, 
I asked who can this victim be, 

In such exquisite pain ? 
Why thus consign'd to woes? I cried: 
" 'Tis I," the bleeding God replied, 

"To save a world from sin." 

3 A God for rebel mortal dies ! 
How can it be ? my soul replies, 

What ! Jesus die for me ? 
"Yes," saith the suffering Son of God, 
"I give my life, I spill my blood, 

For thee, poor soul, for thee." 

4 Lord, since thy life thou'st freely given, 
To bring my wretched soul to heaven, 

And bless me with thy love; 
Then, at thy feet, O God, I'll fall, 
Give thee my life, my soul, my all, 

To reign with thee above. 

^63. Met in Jesus name. O. ~M.. 

1 We're met, dear friends, in Jesus' name; 
Come, let us now rejoice, 
While we our Saviour's name proclaim, 
With cheerful heart and voice. 



BIBLE HAKP. 247 

2 But O, clear Jesus, Lamb of God, 

Send down the heavenly Dove, 
His graces to diffuse around, 
And warm our hearts with love. 

3 In vain, dear Saviour, here we meet, 

Except thy face to see; 
Thy presence makes a heaven most sweet, 
Whene'er we meet with thee. 

4. A dungeon shows a heavenly dawn, 
When there with thee we dwell; 
But when thy presence is withdrawn, 
A palace proves a hell. 

5 Then, O dear Jesus, condescend 

To meet us with a smile; 
Thy spirit's quick'ning influence send, 
And purge our hearts from guile. 

6 That at the close, each one may say, 

We met not here in vain ; 
For, we have tasted heaven to-day, 
Nor could we more contain. 

264. The Welcome. Ju. M. 

1 Welcome, dear brethren, to this place ! 

Be banished every slavish fear ! 
Ye come to seek Immanuel's face, 
And he has promised to be here. 

2 Seek him in prayer, he'll surely come, 

To do us good before we part ! 
Each humble breast he'll make his home, 
And dwell in every waiting heart. 

3 He'll come with all his gracious train, 

Of lively graces, bright and strong; 



248 BIBLE HARP. 

Then shall the Lamb, for sinners slain, 
Sound loud and sweet from every tongue. 

4 0, then be earnest, take his way, 
He'll answer every good desire; 
Give him your hearts, though cold as clay, 
They'll melt like wax before the fire. 

£20£>. Union Hymn. P*. M 

1 Come, my Christian friends and brethren, 

Bound for Canaan's happy land ; 
Come, unite, and walk together, 

Christ, the Saviour, gives command; 
Lay aside all party spirit, 

Slight your Christian friends no more, 
Come, unite, through Jesus' merit, 

Zion's peace again restore. 

2 We'll not bind our brother's conscience, 

This to God alone is free: 
Nor contend for non-essentials, 
. But in Christ united be; 
Here's the word, the grand criterion, 

This shall all our doctrine prove ; 
Christ, the centre of our union, 

And the bond is Christian love. 

3 Here's my hand, my heart, my spirit, 

Now in fellowship I'll give; 
Now we love, and peace inherit, 

Show the world how Christians live; 
Now we're one in Christ, our Saviour, 

Male or female, bond or free ; 
Christ is all in all forever, 

And we're happy, Lord, in thee,- 



BIBLE HARP. 24U 

i Now we'll preach and pray together, 

Praise, give thanks, and shout, and sing, 
Now we'll strengthen one another, 

And adore our heavenly King; 
Now we'll join in sweet communion, 

Round the table of our Lord; 
Lord, confirm our Christian union 

By thy spirit and thy word. 
5 Now the world will be constrained 

To believe in Christ, our King; 
Thousands, thousands be converted, 

Round the earth his praises ring ; 
Happy day ! O joyful hour, 

Thank the Lord, his name we'll bless; 
Send thy word, my Lord, with power, 

Fill the world with righteousness. 

266. The Female Pilgrim. F>. M. 

1 Whither goest thou, pilgrim stranger, 

Wandering through this lonely vale ? 
Knowest thou not 'tis full of danger ? 
And will not thy courage fail ? 
No, I'm bound for the kingdom, 
Will you go to glory with me ? 
«0 hallelujah ! O hallelujah ! 
I'm bound for the kingdom, 
Will you go to glory with me ? 
O hallelujah ! praise ye the Lord ! 

2 Pilgrim, thou hast justly call'd mo, 

Passing through a waste so wide; 
But no harm will e'er befall me, 

While I'm blessed with such a guide. 
For I'm bound, &c. 



250 BIBLE HAEP. 

3 Such a guide ; no guide attends thee, 

Hence for thee my fears arise; 
If some guardian power defend thee, 
'Tis unseen by mortal eyes. 
O I'm bound, &c. 

4 Yes, unseen, but still believe me, 

Such a guide my steps attend; 
He'll in every strait relieve me, 
He will guide me to the end. 
For I'm bound, &c. 

5 Pilgrim, see that stream before thee, 

Darkly winding through the vale; 
Should its boisterous waves roll o'er thee, 
Would not then thy courage fail ? 
No, I'm bound, &c. 

6 No, that stream has nothing frightful, 

To its brink my steps I'll bend; 
Thence to plunge 'twill be delightful, 
There my pilgrimage will end. 
For I'm bound, &c. 

7 While I gazed with speed surprizing, 

Down the stream she plunged from sight ; 
Gazing, still I saw her rising, 
Like an angel clothed with light. 
I'm bound, &c. 

8 Cease, my heart, this mournful crying, 

Death will burst this sullen gloom; 
Soon my spirit fluttering, flying. 
Will be borne beyond the tomb. 
For I'm bound, &c. 



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267. Warning: I*. M. 

1 O, hearken sinners, we have cause 

To warn you of your danger; 
We pray, be reconcil'd to him. 
Who once lay in a manger. 
Cho. — Ho ! every one that thirst, 
Come ye to the waters; 
Freely drink and quench your thirst, 
With Zion's holy waters. 

2 The awful God who made your soul, 

And all the world around you, 
Doth charge you with ten thousand crimes, 
But hateth to confound you. Cho. 

3 Come all ye humble, weeping souls, 

Who long to be forgiven, 
We bring glad tidings unto you, 

From the good Lord of heaven. Cho. 

4 There is a fountain deep and wide, 

For sin and all uncleanness ; 
Come, drink and wash, and be made white, 
And prove the Gospel fulness. Cho. 

5 Shall unbelief debar you from 

The knowledge of your Saviour? 
Believe, and you'll be justified. 
Believe and live forever. Cho. 

6 I'm not surprised that saints do sing, 

Or angels shout and wonder; 
I would sing glory, if I could, 

As loud as mighty thunder. Cho. 

7 Poor sinners often laugh and scoff, 

Because I sing hosannah; 



252 BIBLE HASP. 

But they don't know what this doth mean, 

My soul is eating manna. Cho. 
8 My old companions think I'm lost, 

Because I sing hosannah; 
But they would sing as loud as me, 

If they had tasted maama. Cho. 
The cold professors do detest 

Such loud noise and hosannahs; 
And so did we before we sought, 

And found this holy manna. Cho. 

10 When on my dying bed I lie, 

My soul shall sing hosannah; 
With happy saints that shout around 
We'll have a feast of manna. Cho. 

11 A glorious throng have gone before, 

Who sing and shout hosannah; 
They stand around the tree of life, 
And always gather manna. Cho. 

12 Come on, ye followers of the Lamb, 

Love God and sing hosannah; 
We soon shall join that holy throng, 
And always live on manna. Cho. 

^O^. Joseph and his Brethren. J?. I^X. 

1 When Joseph his brethren beheld, 

Afflicted and trembling with fear, 
His heart with compassion was filled, 

For weeping he could not forbear; 
Awhile his behaviour was rough, 

To bring their past sins to their mind; 
But when they were humbled enough. 

He hastened to show himself kind 



BIBLE HAEP. 253 

2 How little they thought it was he, 

Whom they had ill-treated and sold ! 
How great their confusion must be, 

As soon as his name he had told; 
"I'm Joseph, your brother," he said, 

"'And still to my heart you are dear; 
You sold me, and thought I was dead, 

But God, for your sakes, sent me here. " 

3 Though greatly distressed before, 

When charged with purloining the cup, 
They now were confounded much more. 

Not one of them durst to look up : 
"Can Joseph, whom we would have slain, 

Forgive us the evil we did, 
And will he our households maintain ? 

O, this is a brother, indeed !" 

4 Thus dragg'd by my conscience I came, 

And laden with guilt to the Lord, 
Surrounded with terror and shame, 

Unable to utter a word; 
At first he looked stern and severe , 

What anguish then pierced my heart ! 
Expecting each moment to hear 

The sentence, "Thou cursed, depart!'' 

5 But; oh ! what surprise when he spoke, 

While tenderness beamed in his face; 
My heart then to pieces was broke, 

O'erwhelm'd and confounded by grace: 
"Poor sinner, I knew then full well, 

By thee I was sold and was slain ; 
But I died to redeem thee from hell, 

And raise thee in glory to reign," 



54 BIBLE HARP. 

"I'm Jesus, whom thou hast blasphem'd, 

And crucified often afresh; 
But let me henceforth be esteem'd, 

Thy brother, thy bone, and thy flesh ; 
My pardon I freely bestow, 

Thy wants- 1 will fully supply, 
I'll guide thee, and guard thee below, 

And soon will remove thee on high." 

' ' Go, publish to sinners around, 

That they may be willing to come, 
The mercy which now you have found, 

And tell them that yet there is room." 
Oh, sinners, the message obey ! 

No more vain excuses pretend; 
But come without further delay, 

To Jesus, our brother and friend. 



269. Union Meeting. P. M. 

1 Where two or three together meet, 
My love and mercy to repeat, 

And tell what I have done : 
There will I be, said God, to bless, 
And every burden' d soul redress, 

Who worship at my throne. 

2 Make one in this assembly, Lord, 
Speak to each heart some cheering word. 

To set the spirit free ; 
Impart a kind, celestial shower, 
And grant that we niaj 7 " spend an hour, 

In fellowship with thee. 



BIBLE HARP. 255 

^^O. Daniel's Wisdom. F* M. 

1 Daniel's wisdom may I know, 
Stephen's faith and spirit show, 
John's divine communion feel, 
Moses' meekness, Joshua's zeal; 
Run like the unwearied Paul, 
Win the day and conquer all. 

2 Mary's love may I possess, 
Lydia's tender heartedness, 
Peter's ardent spirit feel, 
James' faith by works reveal; 
Like young Timothy may I 
Every sinful passion fly. 

3 Job's submission may I show, 
David's true devotion know, 
Samuel's call, O, may I hear, 
Lazarus' happy portion share; , 
Let Isaiah's hallowed fire 

All my new-born soul inspire. 

4: Mine be Jacob's wrestling prayer, 
Gideon's steadfast valiant care, 
Joseph's purity impart, 
Isaac's meditating heart; 
Abraham's friendship let me prove* 
Faithful to the God I love. 

5 Most of all may I pursue, 
That example Jesus drew, 
Let my life and conduct show, 
How he liv'd and walked below, 
Day by day through grace restor'd; 
Imitate my blessed Lord. 



256 BIBLE HAKP. 

SST'l. The Pearl of great Price. O. M. 

1 Ye glitt'ring toys of earth adieu ! 
A nobler choice be mine ; 
A real prize attracts my view, 
A treasure all divine. 

2" Begone unworthy of my cares, 
Ye specious baits of sense; — 
Inestimable worth appears, 
The pearl of price immense ! 

3 Jesus to multitudes unknown, — 

0, name divinely sweet ! — 
Jesus in thee, in thee alone, 
Wealth, honor, pleasure meet. 

4 Should all the Indies, at my call, 

Their boasted store resign; 
With joy I would renounce them all, 
For leave to call thee mine. 

5 Should earth's vain treasures all depart, 

Of this dear gift possessed; 
I'd clasp it to my joyful heart, 
And be forever blessed. 

6 Dear Sov'reign of my soul's desires, 

Thy love is bliss divine; 
Accept the praise that grace inspires, 
Since I can call thee mine. 

7 Let sinners now thy goodness prove, 

And saints rejoice in thee; 
Let rebels be subdued by love, 
. And to the Saviour flee. 



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2^^. Jesus wept JL<. ML. 6L. 

1 When gathering clouds around I view, 
And days are dark, and friends are few, 
On him I lean, who not in vain, 
Experienced every human pain; 

He sees my wants, allays my fears, 
And counts and treasures up my tears. 

2 If ought should tempt my soul to stray, 
From heav'nly virtues narrow way, 

To fly the good I would pursue, 

Or do the sin I would not do, 

Still he who felt temptation's power 

Shall guard me in that dang'rous hour. 

3 When sorrowing o'er some stone I bend, 
Which covers all that was a friend, 
And from his voice, his hand, his smile 
Divides me — for a little while, — 
Thou, Saviour, seest the tears I shed, 
For thou didst weep o'er Lazarus' dead,. 

4 And oh, when I have safely passed 
Through every conflict, but the last, 
Still, still unchanging, watch beside 
My painful bed — for thou hast died ; 
Then point to realms of cloudless day, 
And wipe the latest tear away. 

^^3. Praise to the Saviour. O. ML- 

I O, for a thousand tongues to sing 
My dear Redeemer's praise ; 
The glories of my God and King, 
The triumph of his grace. 
R 



258 BIBLE HABP. 

2 My gracious Master and my God, 

Assist me to proclaim, 
To spread through all the earth around 
The honors of thy name. 

3 Jesus, the name that calms our fears, — 

That bids our sorrows cease; 
'Tis music in the sinner's ears, 
'Tis life, and health, and peace. 

4 He breaks the pow'r of reigning sin, 

He sets the prisoner free; 
His blood can make the foulest clean; 
His blood availed for me. 

5 Let us obey, we then shall know, 

Shall feel our sins forgiven; 
Anticipate our heaven below, 
And own that love is heaven. 

The Brevity and Value of Time. 

1 Swiftly indeed our moments fly, 

And soon may all be gone — 
A little while, and I must die, 
And here no more be known. 

2 Then may I ev'ry hour improve, 

And ev'ry moment prize, 
That I may live in worlds above, 
When this my body dies. 

3 There everlasting glories shine, 
There is no darksome night; 
There ceaseless joy, and love divine 
Shall be the saint's delight. 






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4 Assist me, Lord, I humbly pray, 

To do thy holy will — 
I read thy word, and would obey, 

With love and rev'rence still. 

5 Thou art a God of sov'reign power. 

My life is in thy hand; 
If thou shalt please, before an hour, 
Thou canst my soul demand. 

6 I would not vainly spend my time, 

Nor waste one moment given ; 
May all my powers, dear Lord, be thine, 
Till I arrive in heaven. 

7 May I in understanding grow, 

May grace instruct my heart, — 
May I be wise, my God, to know, 
And choose a heavenly part. 

2TZ5< The Gospel Pool &. M 9 

1 Beside the Gospel pool, 

Appointed for the poor, 
From year to year my helpless soul 
Has waited for a cure. 

2 How often have I seen 

The healing waters move; 
And others, round me, stepping in. 
Their efficacy prove ! 

3 But my complaints remain, 

I feel the very same; 
As full of guilt, and fear, and pain, 
As when at first I came. 

4 ; would the Lord appear; 

My malady to heal; 



260 BIBLE HARP. 

He knows how long I've languish'd here, 
And what distress I feel. 

5 How often have I thought 

Why should I longer lie ? 
Surely the mercy I have sought 
Is not for such as I ! 

6 But whither can I go ? 

There is no other pool, 
Where streams of sov'reign virtue flow, 
To make a sinner whole. 

7 Here then, from day to day, 

I'll wait, and hope, and try; 
Can Jesus hear a sinner pray, 
Yet suffer him to die ? 

8 No, — he is full of grace, 

He never will permit 
A soul, that fain would see his face, 
To perish at his feet. Newton. 

ST6. Jesus'' Baptism by John. T's. 

1 In Jordan's tide the Baptist stands, 

Immersing the repenting Jews; 
The Son of God the right demands, 

Nor dares the holy man refuse — 
Jesus descends beneath the wave, 

The emblem of his future grave. 

2 Wonder, ye heavens ! your Maker lies 

In depths, concealed from human view: 
Ye saints, behold him, sink and rise, 

A fit example this for you — 
The sacred record, while you read, 

Calls you to imitate the deed. 



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3 But, lo ! from yonder opening skies, 

What beams of- dazzling glory spread; 

Dove-like the eternal spirit flies . 
And lights on the Redeemer V head; 

Amazed they see the power divine 
Around the Saviour's temple shine. 

4: But, hark ! my soul, hark ! and adore, 
What sounds are those that roll along, 
Not like loud Sinai's awful roar, 

But soft as Gabriel's song ! 
"This is my well beloved Son, 
I am well pleased with what he's done." 

5 Thus the eternal Father spoke, 

Who shakes creation with a nod — 

Through parting skies the accent broke, 
And bid us hear the Son of God — 

0, hear the awful word, to-day, 
Hear all ye nations, and obey ! 

S77. The glorious Time. P. MI* 

1 The glorious time is rolling on, 

When sinners will come flocking home. 
Oho. — 0, there's a better day coming, 
Will you go along with me ? 
Yes, there's a better day coming, 
Go sound the Jubilee. 

2 I long to hear the joyful sound, 
The dead's alive, the lost is fond. 

O there's a better day coming, &c. 

3 0, come, dear sinners, will you go, 
And see what love from Christ doth flow. 



262 BIBLE HARP. 

Cho, — there's a reformation coming, 
Will yon go along with me ? 
Yes, there's a reformation coming, 
Go sound the Jubilee. 



JST'S. " Thy life 1 ready O. M. 

1 Thy life I read, my gracious Lord, 

With transport all divine; 
Thine image trace in every word, 
Thy love in every line. 

2 Methinks I see a thousand charms 

Spread o'er thy lovely face, 
While infants in thy tender arms 
Receive the smiling grace. 

3 I take these little lambs, said he, 

And lay them on my breast; 
Protection they shall find in me, 
In me be ever blest. 

4 Death may the bands of life unloose, 

But can't dissolve my love; 
Millions of infant souls compose 
The family above. 

5 Their feeble frames my power shall raise, 

And mould with heavenly skill ; 
111 give them tongues to sing my praise, 
And hands to do my will. 

6 His words the happy parents hear, 

And shout with joys divine: 
0, Saviour, all we have and are 
Shall be forever thine. 



BIBLE HAKP. 263 

»^0. "Nearer to Thee." 6s & 4s. 
Tune. — Bethany. 

1 Nearer, my God, to thee, — 

Nearer to thee ! 
E'en though it be a cross 

That raiseth me ; 
Still all my song shall be, 
Nearer, my God, to thee, 

Nearer to thee ! 

2 Though like a wanderer, 

The sun gone down, 
Darkness comes over me, 

My rest a stone; 
Yet in my dreams I'd be, 
Nearer, my God, to thee, 

Nearer to thee ! 

3 There let the way appear, 

Steps unto heaven; 
All that thou sendest me, 

In mercy given; 
Angels to beckon me, 
Nearer, my God, to thee, 

Nearer to thee ! 

4 Then with my waking thoughts, 

Bright with thy praise, 
Out of my stony griefs 

Bethel I'll raise; 
So by my woes to be 
Nearer, my God, to thee, 

Nearer to thee ! 

5 And when on joyful wing 

Cleaving the sky, 



264 BIBLE HARP. 

Sun, moon and stars forgot, 

Upward I fly; 
Still all my song shall be, 
Nearer, my God, to thee, 

Nearer to thee ! 

2&C>. Sweet Hour of Prayer. T>. M. 

1 Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of 

prayer ! 
That calls me from a world of care, 
And "bids me at my Father's throne, 
Make all my wants and wishes known ; 
In seasons of distress and grief, 
My soul has often found relief, 
And oft escaped the tempter's snare 
By thy return, sweet hour of prayer. 

2 Sweet hour of prayer ! sweet hour of 

prayer ! 
Thy wings shall my petition bear, 
To him, whose truth and faithfulness 
Engage the waiting soul to bless ; 
And since he bids me, seek his face, 
Believe his word, and trust his grace, 
I'll cast on him my every care, 
And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer ! 

3 Sweet hour of prayer ! sweet hour of 

prayer ! 
May I thy consolation share; 
Till from Mount Pisgah's lofty height, 
I view my home and take my flight; 
This robe of flesh I'll drop, and rise 
To seize the everlasting prize, 
And shout, while passing through the air, 
Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer ! 



BIBLE HAKP. 265 

2&i. cm:. r>. 

The Welcome Home, 
1st Chorus. 

1 How sweet will be the welcome home, 

When this short life is o'er; 
When pain and sorrow, care and grief, 

Shall dwell with me no more. 
When we that bright and heavenly land, 

With spirit eyes shall see, 
And join the holy angel band 

In praise, dear Lord, of thee. 

Chorus. 
The welcome home, the welcome home, 
The Christian's welcome, welcome home, 
The welcome home, the welcome home, 
The Christian's welcome home. 

2 Lord, grant my frail and wayward bark, 

May anchor sure and fast ; 
Beside the shining gates of pearl, 

Where I may rest at last ! 
When once within, my soul shall know 

No hunger, thirst, or pain ; 
No sickness, sorrow, care or death, 

Shall visit me again ! Cho. 

3 O, may I live, wmle here below, 

In view of that blest day, 
When God's bright angels shall come down, 

To bear my soul away ! 
When I shall walk the golden streets, 

In garments white and pure, 



266 BIBLE HARP. 

And sing an endless song to him, 
Who made my soul secure ! 

Chorus. 
The welcome home, the welcome home, 
The Christian's welcome, welcome home, 
The welcome home, the welcome home, 
The Christian's welcome home. 

^^££. Hope maketh not ashamed. JP. ]M[, 

1 A few more days of grief and woe ; 
A few more suffering scenes below; 
And then to glory we shall go, 
Where everlasting pleasures flow, 

And give to Jesus, glory. 

2 Who then will march to win the prize, 
And take the kingdom in the skies, 
Where joy and friendship never dies, 
Bat always reigns in paradise — 

And give to Jesus, glory. 

3 Come parents, children, bond and free, 
Say, will you go to heaven with me — 
That glorious land of rest to see, 

And praise the Lord eternally, 
And give to Jesus, glory ? 

4 There we shall meet and part no more, 
When we've arrived on Canaan's shore, 
For Zion's warfare will be o'er; 

Such songs were never heard before — 
We'll give to Jesus, glory. 

5 There tears will all be wiped away, 
And Christians never go astray: 



BIBLE HAEP. 267 

When we are freed from cumbrous clay, 
We'll praise the Lord iu endless day, 
And give to Jesus, glory. 

6 My soul seems happy, while I sing, 
I feel that I am on the wing: 

I'll shout salvation to my King, 
While he to heaven his trophies bring, 
And give to Jesus, glory. 

7 Those beauteous fields of living green, 
By faith, our telescope, are seen; 
While Jordan's billows roll between, 
We soon shall cross the narrow stream, 

And give to Jesus, glory. 

8 The rose and lily there will stand 

In beauteous rows at God's right hand; 
O, how I long for Canaan's land, 
To join that holy, happy band, 
And give to Jesus, glory. 

^^3. Pilgrim's Farewell. I?. M. 

1 Farewell, my dear brethren, the time is at 

hand, 
That we must be parted from this social 

band: 
Our several engagements now call us away, 
Separation is needful, and we must obey. 

2 Farewell, loving brethren, farewell for a 

while ; 
We soon shall again meet, if kind heaven 
smile ; 



268 BIBLE HAKR 

And while we are parted, and scattered 

abroad. 
Well pray for each other, and wrestle 

with God. 

3 Farewell, faithful soldiers, you'll soon be 

discharged; 

The war will be ended, your treasure en- 
larged: 

With singing and shouting to heaven 
you'll soar, 

And join in sweet anthems, where part- 
ing's no more. 

4 Farewell, dear young converts, who've 

listed for war, 
Sore trials await you, but Jesus is near ; 
And though you must walk through this 

dark wilderness, 
Your Captain's before you, he'll lead you 

to peace. 

5 The world, flesh, and Satan, and hell, all 

unite, 
And bold persecutors will strive to affright ; 
Yet Jesus stands for you, he's greater than 

they, 
Let this animate you to press on your way. 

6 Farewell, seeking mourners, with you I 

must part, 

O haste unto Jesus, and choose the good 
part; 

He's full of compassion, and mighty to 
save, 

His arms are extended, your souls to re- 
ceive. 



BIBLE HARP. 269 

7 Farewell, careless sinners, for you we do 

moifrn, 

To see your sad danger, and you uncon- 
cerned; 

You're bound to a judgment, where all 
must appear, 

Whether righteous or wicked, their sen- 
tence to hear. 

8 Your frolicks and pastime, in which you 

delight, 

Will serve to torment you in that dread- 
ful night; 

You'll think on the sermons which you've 
heard in vain, 

When hope's gone forever of hearing again. 

9 Farewell, faithful pilgrims, farewell all 

around, 
If we never should meet till the last trum- 
pet sound; 
To meet you in glory, I'll give you my hand, 
The Saviour to praise in a pure social band. 

^^4. First Gospel Church. X*. 3ME. 

1 In witness of the gospel, an ordinance we 
find, 

And in the third of Matthew this ordi- 
nance enjoined; 

Enjoined on ail believers, come witness 
how the Son 

Came, and was baptized by his own ser- 
vant John. 



270 BIBLE HARP. 

2 Not at the river Jordan, but in the flowing 

stream 
Stood John, the Baptist preacher, when 

he baptized the Lamb ; 
And Jesus Christ the Saviour, out of the 

water came, 
To show that we must follow and pattern 

after him. 

3 Some say that John the Baptist, was noth- 

ing but a Jew; 
But the word of God informs us he was a 

preacher too : 
A preacher to the people, the Gospel to 

impress, 
Likewise, to enforce the need of a Saviour's 

righteousness. 

4 Infants were brought to Jesus — were 

brought for him to bless : 
His blessing they received, and shall for 

ever rest. 
Then welcome tender parents to bring 

your babes along; 
Not to be baptized — for Jesus baptized 

none. 

5 The traditionists will say that these senti- 

ments are new; 
If they'll read the third of Matthew they'll 

surely find them true ; 
That there were none baptized but such 

as did believe, 
And none but true believers will Almighty 

God receive. 



BIBLE HARP. 271 

6 You've read the third of Matthew, go read 

it o'er again, 

There's none who were baptized but did 
repentance bring: 

If you'd believe our Jesus, you'd be bap- 
tized like him, 

As long as you neglect it, it is to you a sin. 

7 This ordinance of Jesus doth stand so 

firm and strong, 
There's none can overthrow it, though 

they've endeavoured long ; 
For Jesus and his kingdom will stand for 

ever sure, 
When anti-christian power will fall to rise 

no more. 

8 John was a Gospel preacher when he bap- 

tized the Lamb ; 
Then Jesus was a Baptist, and thus the 

Baptists came; 
If you would follow Jesus as Christians 

ought to do, 
You'd come and be baptized, and be a 

Baptist too. 

&&&. Ttg. 

1 Jesus, lover of my soul, 

Let me to thy bosom fly, 
"While the billows near me roll, 

While the tempest still is nigh ! 
Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, 

Till the storm of life is past, 
Safe into the haven guide — 

receive my soul at last. 



272 BIBLE HARP. 

2 Other refuge have I none ; 

Hangs my helpless soul on thee; 
Leave, oh ! leave me not alone — 

Still support and comfort me : 
All my trust on thee is stay'd, 

All my help from thee I bring; 
Cover my defenceless head 

"With the shadow of thy wing. 

3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want, 

More than all, in thee I find; 
Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, 

Heal the sick, and lead the blind; 
Just and holy is thy name, 

I am all unrighteousness; 
Vile and full of sin I am, 

Thou art full of truth and grace. 

286. Baptism. 8«s & T^S. 

1 See, in Jordan, John baptizing 

Him who came with power to save; 
See the great Eedeemer rising 
From the humble, wat'ry grave. 

2 Emblem of profound affliction, 

Hov'ring o'er his sacred head; 
Of his death and resurrection 
From the regions of the dead. 

3 Hear the Saviour kindly saying, 

Follow me, my children — come ! 
See his early converts coming, 
Bowing in the liquid tomb. 

4 "We, his saints in latter ages, 

Bought and cleansed b} r his blood; 



BIBLE HARP. 273 

Beading o'er the sacred pages, 
Trace the humble paths he trod. 

5 Down to Jordan, praising, praying, 

We are happy to repair ; 
"We are happy in obeying 
Onr beloved Leader there. 

6 Buried with the holy Saviour, 

By immersion in the stream ; 
Rising, we enjoy his favour, 
And devote our lives to him. 

S87. The Harvest, P. M. 

1 This is the field, the world below, 
In which the sower comes to sow ; 
Jesus the wheat, Satan the tares, 
For so the word of truth declares : 
And soon the reaping time will come, 
And angels shout— the harvest home. 

2 Most awful truth, and is it so ? 
Must all mankind the harvest know? 
Is every man a wheat or tare? 
Then for the harvest, meprepare; 
For soon the reaping time will come, 
And angels shout — the harvest home. 

3 To love my sins, a saint t' appear; 
To grow with wheat and be a tare, 
May serve me while on earth below, 
Where tares and wheat together grow; 
But soon the reaping time will come, 
And angels shout — the harvest home. 

4 But all who truly righteous be, 
Their father's kingdom they shall see: 

S 



274 BIBLE HARP. 

Shine like the sun forever there, 
He that hath ears then let him hear; 
For soon the reaping time will come, 
And tares will meet an awful doom. 

5 When the last harvest shall appear, 
To separate the wheat and tare, 
May we among the wheat be found, 
In sheaves, with cords of love be bound, 
And join the angels round the throne 
To shout the glorious — harvest home. 



2&&. L. M. 

The road to Life and to Death. 

1 Broad is the road that leads to death, 

And thousands walk together there ; 
But wisdom shows a narrow path, 
With here and there a traveler. 

2 "Deny thyself and take thy cross," 

Is the Redeemer's great command; 
Nature must count her gold but dross, 
If she would gain this heavenly land. 

3 The fearful soul, that tires and faints, 

And walks the ways of God no more; 
Is but esteemed almost a saint, 

And makes his own destruction sure. 

i Lord, let not all my hopes be vain; 
Create my heart entirely new; 
Which hypocrites could ne'er attain; 
Which false apostates never knew. 



BIBLE HARP. 275 

^^O. Come to Jesus. 

1 Come to Jesus, come to Jesus, 
Come to Jesus, come to Jesus, 
Come to Jesus, come to Jesus, 
Come to Jesus, just now, just now, 
Come to Jesus, just now. 

2 He will save you — just now. 

3 He is able — just now. 

4 He is willing — just now. 

5 He is ready — just now. 

6 I believe it — just now. 

S9C lis & lOs. 

Invitation to the Merey-seat. 

1 Come, ye disconsolate, where'er you lan- 

guish, 
Come, to the mercy-seat, fervently 
kneel; 
Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell 
your anguish, 
Earth has no sorrow that heav'n cannot 
heal. 
Cho. — Here bring your wounded hearts, here 
tell your anguish, 
Earth hath no sorrow that heav'n can- 
not heal. 

2 Joy of the comfortless, light of the 

straying, 
Hope of the penitent, fadeless and 
pure — 



276 BIBLE HAKP. 

Here speaks the Comforter, in mercy 
saying, 
Earth, has no sorrow that heav'n cannot 



3 Here see the tree of life — see waters 
flowing 
Forth from the throne of God, pnre 
from above ; 
Come to the mercy-seat — come, ever 
knowing, 
Earth has no sorrow but heav'n can re- 
move. 



££01. Confidence. 11 «. 

1 How firm a foundation, ye saints of the 

Lord, 
Is laid for your faith in his excellent word; 
What more can he say than to you he hath 

said — 
You, who unto Jesus for refuge hath fled ? 

2 "In every condition — in sickness, in 

health; 
In poverty's vale, or abounding in wealth: 
At home or abroad; on the land, on the 

sea, — 
As thy days may demand, shall thy strength 

ever be. 

3 "Fear not ; I am with thee; O be not dis- 

mayed ! 
I, I am thy God, and will still give thee) 
aid ; 



BIBLE HARP. 277 

I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause 

thee to stand, 
Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent 

hand. 

4 When through the deep waters I call thee 

to go, 
The rivers of grief shall not thee overflow; 
For I will be with thee, thy trouble to 

bless, 
And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. 

5 E'en down to old age, all my people shall 

prove 
My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love; 
And when hoary hairs shall their temples 

adorn, 
Like lambs they shall still in my bosom 

be borne. 

6 The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for 

repose, 
I will not, I will not desert to its foes ; 
That soul though all hell should endeavor 

to shake, 
I'll never, no, never, no, never, forsake. 

££0££. The Heavenly Jerusalem. O. !M.« 

1 Jerusalem ! my glorious home ! 

Name ever dear to me; 
When shall my labors have an end, 
In joy, and peace, and thee ? 

2 when, thou city of my God, 

Shall I thy courts ascend, 
Where congregations ne'er break up, 
And Sabbaths have no end ? 



278 BIBLE HARP. 

3 There happier bowers than Eden's bloom, 

Nor sin, nor sorrow know; 
Blest seats, thro' rude and stormy scenes 
I onward press to you. 

4 Jerusalem ! my glorious home ! 

My soul still pants for thee; 
Then shall my labors have an end, 
When I thy joys shall see. 

Montgomery. 

293. Jerusalem. O. M. 

1 Jerusalem, my happy home, 

0, how I long for thee; 
When will my sorrows have an end ? 
Thy joys when shall I see ? 

2 Thy walls are all of precious stone, 

Most glorious to behold; 
Thy gates are richly set with pearl, 
Thy streets are paved with gold. 

3 If heaven be thus glorious, Lord, 

Why should I stay from thence ? 
What folly's this, that I should dread 
To die and go from hence ? 

4 Reach down, Lord, thine arm of grace, 

And cause me to ascend 
Where congregations ne'er break up, 
And Sabbaths never end. 

5 My friends, I bid you all adieu — 

I leave you in God's care; 
And if I never more see you, 
Go on, I'll meet you there. 



BIBLE HARP. 279 

6 When we've been there ten thousand years, 
Bright shining as the sun, 
We've no less days to sing God's praise, 
Than when we first begun. 

ECKINGTON. 

Jesus precious to them that believe. 

1 Jesus, I love thy charming name ; 

'Tis music to my ear; 
Fain would I sound it out so loud, 
'That earth and heaven might hear. 

2 Yes, thou art precious to my soul, 

My transport and my trust; 
Jewels to thee are gaudy toys, 
And gold is sordid dust. 

3 Thy grace shall dwell upon my heart, 

And shed its fragrance there, — 
The noblest balm of all its wounds, 
The cordial of its care. 

4 I'll speak the honors of thy name 

With my last laboring breath, 
And dying, clasp thee in my^arms, 
The antidote of death. Doddridge. 

295. L. M. 

Life the time of Grace and Hope. 

1 Life is the time to serve the Lord, 
The time t' insure the great reward, 
And while the lamp holds out to burn, 
The vilest sinner may return. 



280 BIBLE HAKP. 

2 Life is the liour that God has given, 
To 'scape from hell and fly to heaven; 
The day of grace, and mortals may 
Secure the blessings of the day. 

3 The living know that they must die, 
But all the dead forgotten lie; 

Their memory and their sense is gone, 
Alike unknowing and unknown. 

4 Then what my thoughts design to do, 
My hands with all their might pursue ; 
Since no device or work is found, 

Nor faith, nor hope, beneath the ground. 

5 There are no acts of pardon passed 
In the cold grave to which we haste; 
But darkness, death, and long despair, 
Reign in eternal silence there. Watts. 

S96. Happy Day. F. M. 

1 O happy day that fixed my choice 

On thee, my Saviour and my God ! 
Well may this glowing heart rejoice, 
And tell its raptures all abroad. 
Cho. — Happy, happy day, 

When Jesus wash'd my sins away. 
He taught me how to watch and pray, 
And live rejoicing every day. 
Happy day, &c. 

2 O happy bond, that seals my vows, 

To him who merits all my love ; 
Let cheerful anthems fill his house, 
While to that sacred shrine I move. Cho. 



BIBLE HARP. 281 

3 'Tis done, the great transaction's done; 

I am my Lord's, and he is mine; 
He drew me, and I followed on, 

Charmed to confess the voice divine. Cho. 

4 Now rest, my long divided heart; 

Fixed on this blissful centre, rest; 
Nor ever from thy Lord depart : 

With him of every good possessed. Cho. 

2207. Zion. 8s, 7s & 4s. 

1 On the mountain's top appearing, 

Lo ! the sacred herald stands, 
Welcome news to Zion bearing — 
Zion, long in hostile lands , 

Mourning captive, 
God himself will loose thy bands. 

2 Has thy night been long and mournful ? 

Have thy friends unfaithful proved ? 
Have thy foes been proud and scornful, 
By thy sighs and tears unmoved ? 

Cease thy mourning; 
Zion still is well beloved. 

3 God, thy God, will now restore thee; 

He himself appears thy friend; 
All thy foes shall flee before thee ; 
Here their boasts and triumphs end: 

Great deliverance 
Zion's King will surely send. 

4 Peace and joy shall now attend thee; 

All thy warfare now be past; 



282 BIBLE HARP. 

God thy Saviour will defend thee ; 
Victory is thine at last ; 

All thy conflicts 
End in everlasting rest. 

£JO£"*. Homeward Bound. I?. IMC. 

1 Out on an ocean all boundless we ride, 

We're homeward bound ; 
Toss'd on the waves of a rough, restless tide, 

We're homeward bound ; 
Far from the safe, quiet harbor we've rode, 
Seeking our Father's celestial abode, 
Promise of which on us each he bestowed, 

We're homeward bound. 

2 Wildly the storm sweeps us on as it roars, 

We're homeward bound ; 
Look ! yonder lie the bright, heavenly shores, 

We're homeward bound ; 
Steady. O pilot ! stand firm at the wheel, 
Steady ! we soon shall out weather the gale, 
O how we fly 'neath the loud creaking sail, 

We're homeward bound. 

3 Down the horizon the earth disappears, 

We're homeward bound ; 
Joyful, comrades ! no sighing or tears, 

We're homeward bound , 
Listen ! what music comes soft o'er the sea 
' ' Welcome, thrice welcome and blessed are 

ye"— 
Can it the greeting of paradise be ? 

We're homeward bound. 
4. Into the harbor of heaven now we glide, 
We're home at last : 



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Softly we drift on its bright silver tide, 

We're home at last ; 
Glory to God ! all our dangers are o'er ; 
Safely we stand on the radiant shore, 
Glory to God ! we will shout evermore, 

We're home at last ; 

S99. Rock of Ages, 7s. 

1 Rock of Ages, cleft for me, 
Let me hide myself in Thee ! 
Let the water and the blood, 
From Thy riven side which flowed, 
Be of sin the double cure, 
Cleanse me from its guilt and power. 

2 Not the labors of my hands 
Can fulfil Thy law's demands : 
Could my zeal no respite know, 
Could my tears for ever flow, 
All of sin could not atone ; 
Thou must save, and Thou alone ! 

3 Nothing in my hand I bring ; 
Simply to Thy cross I cling; 
Naked, come to Thee for dress; 
Helpless, look to Thee for grace ; 
Foul, I to Thy fountain fly; 
Wash me, Saviour, or I die ! 

4 While I draw this fleeting breath, 
When my eyelids close in death, 
When I soar to worlds unknown, 
See Thee on Thy judgment-throne, 
Rock of Ages, cleft for me, 

Let me hide myself in Thee. 

TOFLADY. 



284 BIBLE HAEP. 

300. ®s ? ^s & 4s. 

Fountain of Life. 

1 See, from Zion's sacred mountain, 

Streams of living water flow; 
God has opened there a fountain 
That supplies the plains below: 

They are blessed 
Who its sovereign virtues know. 

2 Through ten thousand channels flowing, 

Streams of mercy find their way; 
Life, and health, and joy bestowing, 
Making all around look gay: 

O ye nations, 
Hail the long-expected day. 

3 Gladdened by the flowing treasure, 

All-enriching as it goes, 
Lo ! the desert smiles with pleasure, 
Buds and blossoms as the rose: 

Every object 
Sings for joy, where'er it flows. 

4 Trees of life, the banks adorning, 

Yield their fruit to all around; 
Those who eat are saved from mourning 
Pleasure comes, and hopes abound; 

Fair their portion — 
Endless life with glory crowned. 

Kelly. 

301. Kedron. 11^. 

1 Thou sweet gliding Kedron ! by thy silver 
streams, 
Our Saviour, at midnight, when moon- 
light's pale beams 



BIBLE HARP. . 285 

Shone bright on the waters, would fre- 
quently stray, 

And lose in thy murmurs, the toils of the 
day. 

2 How damp were the vapors that fell on 

his head ! 
How hard was his pillow, how humble 

his bed ! 
The angels astonished, grew sad at the 

sight, 
And followed their Master with solemn 

delight. 

3 O garden of Olivet, thou dear honored 

spot, 
The fame of thy wonders shall ne'er be 

forgot; 
The theme most transporting to seraph's 

above ; 
The triumph of sorrow, — the triumph of 

love ! 

4 Come, saints, and adore him; come, bow 

at his feet ; . 
O, give him the glory, the praise that is 

meet; 
Let joyful hosannas unceasing arise, 
And join the full chorus, that gladdens 

the skies. 

302. Hear to-day. JL,. M\ 

1 To-day, if you will hear his voice, 

Now is the time to make your choice ; 

Say, will you to Mount Zion go ? 

Say, will you have this Christ, or no? 



286 BIBLE HAKP. 

2 Ye wandering souls, who find no rest, 
Say, will you be forever blest ? 

Will you be saved from sin and hell ? 
Will you with Christ in glory dwell ? 

3 Come now, dear youth, for ruin bound, 
Obey the gospel's joyful sound; 
Come, go with us, and you shall prove 
The joy of Christ's redeeming love. 

4 Once more we ask you in his name — 
For yet his love remains the same — 
Say, will you to Mount Zion go ? 
Say, will you have this Christ, or no ? 

5 Leave all your sports and glitt'ring toys, 
Come, share with us eternal joys ; 

Or must we leave you bound to hell ? 
Then, dearest friends, a long farewell ! 



303. Pray for qne another. 

1 Let us pray for one another, 

(Let us pray — let us pray, ) 
Let us pray for one another, 

When we kneel before the throne, 
For a sister or a brother, 

(Let us pray — let us pray,) 
For a sister or a brother, 

Let us make their cause our own. 
Let us not forget to cherish 

Tender thoughts for all below, 



BIBLE HABP. 287 

And to pray that none may perish, 
But the way of life may know, 

(Let us pray — let us pray, ) 
Christians let us pray. 

2 Let us not forget the heathen, 

(Let us pray — let us pray, ) 
Let us not forget the heathen, 

In their dark and distant lands ; 
They are waiting for the dawning, 

(Let us pray — let us pray, ) 
They are waiting for the dawning, 

Stretching forth their helpless hands ; 
If we cannot go to teach them, 

And the blessed gospel bear, 
"We can send the precious Bible, 

We can cheer their hearts with prayer; 
(Let us pray — let us pray, ) 

Christians, let us pray. 

3 Let us pray for all the children, 

(Let us pray — let us pray, 
Let us pray for all the children, 

Yes, the weakest of them all ; 
While their youthful hearts are tender, 

(Let us pray — let us pray, ) 
While their youthful hearts are tender, 

May they heed the Saviour's call ; 
That their footsteps early guarded, 

In the way of love and truth, 
They may seek and find their Saviour, 

In the pleasant days of youth. 
(Let us pray— let us pray, ) 

Christians, let us pray. 



288 BIBLE HAKP. 

304. L. M. 

Intemperance punished and pardoned. 

1 Vain man on foolish pleasures bent, 
Prepares for his own punishment; 
What pains, what loathsome maladies, 
From luxury and lust arise ! 

2 But let th' afflicted sinner fly- 
To God for help with earnest cry ! 
The deadly sentence God repeals, 

He sends his sovereign word and heals. 

3 O may the sons of men record 

The wondrous goodness of the Lord ! 
And let their thankful offerings pro re 
How they adore their Maker's love. 

4 Jesus the Lord is all my hope, 
He lives above, my advocate, 
He is my only refuge here, 

And only hope of pleasure there. 

305. O. M. 

The Bible the Light of the World. 

1 What glory gilds the sacred page ! 

Majestic, like the sun, 
It gives a light to every age ; 
It gives, but borrows none. 

2 The power that gave it still supplies 

The gracious light and heat: 
Its truths upon the nation rise; 
They rise, but never set. 

3 Let everlasting thanks be thine, 

For such a bright display, 
As makes a world of darkness shine 
With beams of heavenly day. 



BIBLE HARP. 289 

300. , L. M. 

. The inward witness to Christianity. 

1 Questions and doubts be heard no more ; 

Let Christ and joy be all our theme ; 
His Spirit seals his gospel sure 
To every soul that trusts in him 

2 Jesus, thy witness speaks within : 

The mercy which thy words reveal ' 
Refines the heart from sense and sin, 
And stamps its own celestial seal. 

3 The guilty wretch that trusts th^ blood 

Finds peace and pardon at the cross ; 
The sinful soul, averse to God, 
Believes and loves his Maker's laws. 

4 Learning and wit may cease their strife, 

When miracles with glory shine ; 
The voice that calls the dead to life 
Must be almighty, and divine. Watts. 

307. Peaceful Rest 8s & O.S. 

1 There is an hour of peaceful rest, 

To mourning wanderer's given ; 
There is a tear for souls distressed, 
A balm for every wounded breast ; 

'Tis found alone in heaven. 

2 There is a home for weary souls, 

By sins and sorrows driven; 
T 



£90 BIBLE HARP. 

When tossed on life's tempestuous shoals, 
Where storms arise and ocean rolls^ 
And all is drear but heaven* 

3 There faith lifts up the tearless eye, 

The heart with anguish riven; 
It views the tempest passing by, 
Sees evening shadows quickly ny. 

And all serene in heaven. 

4 There fragrant flowers immortal bloom, 

And joys supreme are given; 
There rays divine disperse the gloom ; 
Beyond the dark and narrow tomb, 

Appears the dawn of heaven, i 

308. The wondrous Cross, L. M* 

1 When I survey the wondrous cross 

On which the Prince of Glory died, 
My richest gain I count but dross 
And pour contempt on all my pride. 

2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, 

Save in the death of Christ, my God ; 
All the vain things that charm me most, 
I sacrifice them to his blood, 

4 See, from his head, his hands, his feet, 
Sorrow and love now mingled down; 
Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, 
Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? 

4 Were the whole realm of nature mine> 
That were a present far too small; 
Love so amazing, so divine, 
Demands my soul, my life, my alL 



BIBLE HABP. 291 

309. 

1 There's a light in the window for thee, 

brother, 
There's a light in the window for thee; 
A dear one has moved to the mansions 
above; 
There's a light in the window for thee. 
Cho. — A mansion in heaven we see, 

And a light in the window for thee; 

A mansion in heaven we see, 

And a light in the window for thee. 

2 O watch, and be faithful, and pray, brother, 

All your journey o'er life's troubled sea; 
Though afflictions assail you and storms 

beat severe, 
There's a light in the window for thee. 

Cho. — A mansion, &c. 

310. S, M. 

1 In expectation sweet, 

We wait, and sing and pray, 
Till Christ's triumphal car we meet, 
And see an endless day. 

2 He comes! — the Conqu'ror comes; 

Death falls beneath his sword; 
The joyful pris'ners burst their tombs, 
And rise to meet their Lord. 

3 The trumpet sounds — awake ! — 

Ye dead to judgment come ! — 
The pillars of creation shake, 
While hell receives her doom. 



292 BIBLE HARP. 

4 Thrice happy rnorn for those 
Who love the ways of peace ; 
No night of sorrow e'er shall close, 
Or shade their perfect bliss. 

311. The Promise. L. M. 

1 Where two or three, with sweet accord, 
Obedient to their sovereign Lord, 
Meet to recount his acts of grace, 
And offer solemn prayer and praise. 

2 "There," says the Saviour, "will I be, 
Amid this little company; 

To them unveil my smiling face, 

And shed my glories round the place." 

3 We meet at thy command, dear Lord, 
Relying on thy faithful word; 

Now send thy Spirit from above, 
Now fill our hearts with heavenly love. 

31^. 7s. 

1 Sinners, turn, why will ye die ? 
God, your Maker, asks you why ? 
God, who did your being give, 
Made you with himself to live. 

2 Will ye let him die in vain ? 
Crucify your Lord again ? 
Why, ye ransom'd sinners, why 
Will ye slight his grace, and die ? 

3 Will ye not his grace receive ? 
Will ye still refuse to live ? 

O, ye dying sinners, why, 
Why will ye forever die ? 



BIBLE HARP. 293 

313. . O. M. 1>. 

Confidence in Divine protection. 

1 How are thy servants blest, 0, Lord ! 

How sure is their defence ! 
Eternal wisdom is their guide, 

Their help Omnipotence. 
In foreign realms, and lands remote — 

Supported by thy care, 
Through distant climes I pass'd unhurt, 

And breath'd the balmy air. 

2 Thy mercy sweeten'd ev'ry soil, 

Made ev'ry region please, 
The cold European fields it warm'd, 

And smooth'd the ocean seas. 
Think, O my soul, devoutly think, 

How with most anxious eyes, 
I saw the wide extended deep, 

In all its horrors rise ! 

3 Confusion dwelt in ev'ry face, 

And fear in ev'ry heart, 
When waves on waves, and gulfs in gulfs, 

O'ercame the pilot's art. 
Yet then, from all my griefs, O Lord, 

Thy mercy set me free ; 
While in the confidence of pray'r 

My soul took hold on thee. 

4 For though in dreadful whirls we hung 

High on the broken wave, 
I know thou wert not slow to hear 

Nor impotent to save. 
The storm was laid, the winds retir'd, 

Obedient to thy will, 



294 BIBLE HAKP. 

The sea that roar'd at thy command 
At thy command was still, 

5 In midst of dangers, fears, and death, 
Thy goodness I'll adore ; 
And praise thee for thy mercies past, 

And humbly hope for more. 
My life, if thou preserve my life. 

Thy sacrifice shall be ; 
And death, if death shall be my doom, 
Shall join my soul to thee. 

Altered by J. G. Perry. 

314. ^^ 9 ^^ «&, 4s. 

Native Land, Farewell ! 

1 Yes, my native land, I love thee ; 

All thy scenes, I love them well ; 
Friends connections, happy country, 
Can I bid you all farewell : 

Can I leave you, 
Far in heathen lands to dwell ? 

2 Home, thy j oys are passing lovely, 

Joys no stranger heart can tell : 
Happy home, 'tis sure I love thee, 
Can I, can I say farewell? 

Can I leave thee, 
Far in heathen lands to dwell? 

3 Scenes of sacred peace and pleasure, 

Holy days, and Sabbath bell, 
Richest, brightest, sweetest treasure, 
Can I say a last farewell ? 

Can I leave you, 
Far in heathen lands to dwell ? 



BIBLE HARP. 295 

4 Yes ! I hasten from you gladly, 

From the scenes I loved so well ! 
Far away, ye billows, bear me; 
Lovely native land, farewell ! 

Pleased I leave thee — 
Far in heathen lands to dwell. 

5 In the deserts let me labor, 

On the mountains let me tell 
How he died — the blessed Saviour — 
To redeem a world from hell ! 

Let me hasten, 
Far in heathen lands to dwell. 

6 Bear me on, thou restless ocean; 

Let the winds my canvass swell — ■ 
Heaves my heart with warm emotion, 
While I go far Mence to dwell. 

Glad I bid thee, 
Native land ! — Farewell — Farewell ! 

S. F. Smith. 

315. Encouragement. J^. ]M« 

1 Your harps, ye trembling saints, 

Down from the willows take, 
Loud to the praise of love divine, 
Bid every string awake. 

2 Though in a foreign land, 

We are not far from home, 
And nearer to our house above, 
We every moment come. 

3 His grace will, to the end, 

Stronger and brighter shine ; 
Nor present things, nor things to come, 
Shall quench the spark divine. 



296 BIBLE HAEP. 

3IG. Zion encouraged. L. IMC. 

1 Zion, awake; thy strength renew; 
Put on thy robes of beauteous hue ; 
Church of our God, arise and shine, 
Bright with the beams of truth divine. 

2 Soon shall thy radiance stream afar, 
Wide as the heathen nations are; 
Gentiles and kings thy light shall view; 
All shall admire and love thee too. 

31^. Stveet Rest in Heaven. J?. JSJL. 

1 Come, brethren, don't grow weary, 

But let us journey on; 
The moments will not tarry; 
This life will soon be gone ; 
The passing scenes all tell us, 

That death will surely come; 
These bodies soon will moulder 
In the dark and dreary tomb. 
Cho. — There is sweet rest in heaven, 
There is sweet rest in heaven, 
There is sweet rest, 
There is sweet rest, 
There is sweet rest in heaven. 

2 Loved ones have gone before us, 

They beckon us away; 
O'er aerial plains they're soaring, 

Blest in eternal day ; 
But we are in the army, 

And dare not leave our post; 
We'll fight until we conquer 

The foe's most mighty host. 
There is sweet rest, &c. 



BIBLE HARP. 297 

3 Our Captain's gone before us, 
He kindly calls us home 
To yonder worlds of glory, 

And sweetly bids us come. 
The world, the flesh, and Satan, 
"Will strive to hedge our way; 
But we'll overcome these powers, — 
We'll hourly watch and pray. 
There is sweet rest, &c. 

318. O. M. 

1 How sweet, how heavenly is the sight, 

When those that love the Lord 
In one another's peace delight, 
And thus fulfil his word ! 

2 When each can feel his brother's sigh, 

And with him bear a part; 
When sorrow flows from eye to eye, 
And joy from heart to heart! — 

3 When, free from envy, scorn and pride, 

Our wishes all above, 
Each can his brother's failings hide, 
And show a brother's love ! 

4 Love is the golden chain that binds 

The happy souls above; 
And he's an heir of heaven that finds 
His bosom glow with love. 

319. O. M. 

1 God moves in a mysterious way, 
His wonders to perform; 
He plants his footsteps in the sea, 
Aid rides upon the storm. 



98 BIBLE HARP. 

2 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take ; 

The clouds ye so much dread 
Are big "with mercy, and shall break 
With blessings on your head. 

3 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, 

But trust him for his grace ; 
Behind a frowning Providence 
He hides a smiling face. 

4 His purposes will ripen fast, 

Unfolding every hour; 
The bud may have a bitter taste, 
But sweet will be the flower. 

5 Blind unbelief is sure to err, 

And scan his work in vain; 
God is his own interpreter, 
And he will make it plain. 



3^0. The Saviour's Tomb. T's. 

1 Mary to the Saviour's I'omb 

Hasted at the early dawn ; 
Spice she brought, and rich perfume, 

But the Lord she loved had gone, 
For awhile she lingering stood, 

Filled with sorrow and surprise, 
Trembling while a crystal flood, 

Issued from her weeping eyes. 

2 But her sorrows quickly fled 

When she heard his welcome voice ; 



BIBLE HABR 299 

Christ had risen from the dead — 
Now he bids her heart rejoice. 

What a change his word can make, 
Turning darkness into day ; 

Ye who weep for Jesus' sake, 
He will wipe your tears away. 

3 He who came to comfort her, 

When she thought her all was lost, 
Will for your relief appear, 

Though you now are tempest tost. 
On his arm your burden cast; 

On his love your thoughts employ; 
Weeping for a while may last, 

But the morning brings the joy. 

3^1. The Sunday- School O. ME. 

1 Sweet Sunday-school ! I love the place, 
^ I love its good to share ; 

" I love to see each happy face, 

I love to be one there. 
Chorus. — And as I learn, of Jesus learn, 
Who loves a child like me; 
I would from sin and folly turn, 
His own dear lamb to be. 

2 Sweet Sunday-school ! there, with delight, 

My teachers words I hear; 
I love to say my lesson right, 
I love the Bible dear. 

3 Sweet Sunday-school ! O, how I love 

Its precious hymns to sing; 
It makes me think of heaven above, 
Where angel voices ring. 

S. D. Phelps. 



300 BIBLE HAEP. 

3^^. The happy Land. P». Me 

1 There is a happy land, 

Far, far away, 
Where saints in glory stand, 

Bright, bright as day; 
O, how they sweetly sing, 
Worthy is our Saviour King, 
Loud let his praises ring, 

Praise, praise for aye. 

2 Come to that happy land, 

Come, come away; 
Why will you doubting stand, 

Why still delay? 
O, we shall happy be, 
When, from sin and sorrow free, 
Lord, we shall live with thee, 

Blest, blest for aye. 

3 Bright, in that happy land, 4 

Beams every eye; 
Kept by a Father's hand, 

Love cannot die. 
O, then, to glory run ; 
Be a crown and kingdom won; 
And bright, above the sun, 

We reign for aye. 

3^3. The beaming Star. T^s. 

1 Watchman, tell us of the night, 
What its signs of promise are; 
Traveler, o'er yon mountain's height, 

See that glory beaming star ! 

Watchman, does its beauteous ray 

Aught of hope or joy foretell? 



BIBLE HAKP. 301 

Traveler, yes ; it brings the day, 

Promised day of Israel. 
2 Watchman, tell us of the night, 

For the morning seems to dawn; 
Traveler, darkness takes its flight, 

Donbt and terror are withdrawn. 
Watchman, let thy wanderings cease, 

Hie thee to thy quiet home; 
Traveler, lo ! the Prince of Peace, 

Lo ! the Son of God is come. Bowring. 

3££4. Stand up for Jesus! IP. IMC. 

1 Stand up for Jesus ! all who lead his host ! 
Crowned with the splendor of the Holy 

Ghost ! 
Shrink from no foe, to no temptations 

yield, 
Urge on the triumphs of this glorious field. 
Chorus. — Stand up for Jesus ! 
Stand up for Jesus ! 
Stand up for Jesus ! 

2 Stand up for Jesus ! ye of every name ! 
All one in prayer, and all with praise 

aflame ! 
Forget the sad estrangment of the past, 
With one consent in love and peace at 

last. Cho. 

3 Stand up for Jesus ! Lo ! at God's right 

hand 
Jesus himself for us delights to stand ! 
Let saints and sinners wonder at his grace 
Let Jews and Gentiles blend, and all our 

race. Cho. 



302 BIBLE HARP. 

3££c>. Meditation on the Tomb. O. IWC« 

1 Hark from the tombs a doleful sound; 

My ears attend the cry — 
Ye living men, come, view the ground, 
Where you must shortly lie. 

2 Great God, is this our certain doom ? 

And are we still secure? 
Still walking downward to the tomb, 
And yet prepar'd no more ? 

3 Grant us the power of quickening grace, 

To fit our souls to fly; 
Then, when we drop this dying flesh, 
We'll rise above the sky. 

3££0. The precious Book Divine. O. IMC. 

1 How precious is the book divine, 

By inspiration given! 
Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine, 
To guide our souls to heaven. 

2 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts 

In this dark vale of tears ; 
Life, light, and joy, it still imparts, 
And quells our rising fears. 

3 This lamp, through all the tedious night 

Of life shall guide our way, 
Till we behold the clearer light 
Of an eternal day. 



BIBLE HARP. 303 

TEMPERANCE SONGS, 

Tune.— The Old Oaken Bucket. 

1 How dear to my heart are the days of my 

childhood, 
When fond recollection presents to my 
view; 
The orchard, the meadow, the deep- 
tangled wild wood, 
And every loved spot which my infancy 
knew; 
The wide spreading pond, and the mill 

which stood near it, 
The bridge and the rock where the cataract 

fell; 
The cot of my father, the dairy house 
nigh it, 
And e'en the rude bucket that hung on 
the well — 
The old oaken bucket, 
The iron bound bucket, 
The moss covered bucket that hung on 
the well. 

2 That moss covered bucket I hail as a 

treasure, 
For often at noon, when returned from 

the field, 
I found it the source of an exquisite 

pleasure, 
The purest and sweetest that nature 

could yield. 



304 BIBLE HAKP. 

How ardent I seized, with hands that 
were glowing, 
And quick to the white pebbled bottom 
it fell; 
Then soon, with the emblem of truth over- 
flowing. 
And dripping with coolness, it rose from 
the well. 
The old oaken bucket, 
The iron bound bucket, 
The moss covered bucket arose from 
the well. 
3 How sweet from the green mossy rim to 
receive it, 
As jDoised on the curb it inclined to my 
lips; 
Not a full flowing goblet could tempt me 
to leave it, 
Though filled with the nectar that Ju- 
piter sips; 
And now far removed from that loved 
situation, 
The tear of regret will intrusively swell, 
As fancy reverts to my father's plantation, 
And sighs for the bucket which hung 
on the well. 
The old oaken bucket, 
The iron bound bucket, 
The moss covered bucket that hung on 
the well. 

3££ ^. Temperance Reform. 

1 A glorious day is breaking 
Upon our sinful earth, 



BIBLE HAKP. 305 

Our land to life is waking 

With shouts of joy and mirth; 

Our army is preparing 
To meet the rising sun, 

On all its banners bearing 
The name of Washington. 

2 We meet to-day in gladness, 

As moves our hosts along, 
No note of painful sadness 

Is mingled with our song. 
This day renowned in story — 

The day of freedom's birth — 
We hail in all its glory, 

We highly prize its worth. 

3 The temperance flag is waving 

O'er valley, hill, and plain, 
Where ocean's sons are braving 

The dangers of the main ; 
The pledge, the pledge is given 

To float on every breeze, 
Waft it, propitious heaven ! 

O'er all the earth and seas. 

Our cause, our cause is gaining 

New laurels every day; 
The youthful mind we're training. 

To walk in virtue's way; 
Old age and sturdy manhood 

Are with us heart and hand, 
Then let us all united 

In one firm phalanx stand. 



306 BIBLE HARP. 

3^0. A Life of Temperance. 

Tune. — Life on the Ocean Wavb. 

1 || : A life of temperance, 

And a home of peace and joy, 
Where bounteous blessings dwell, 

And love without alloy ! : || 
Like a stricken bird I pined, 

When the rosy wine did rule, 
An aching head was mine, 
And reason never cool: 
A life of temperance, 
And a home of peace and joy, 

Where bounteous blessings dwell, 
And love without alloy : 
And love, and love, and love without alloy; 
And love, and love, and love without alloy. 

2 || : The nights in revelry, 

And the days in foolishness, 
Were always spent by me, 

With no one near to bless; :|| 
My aching heart would throb, 

My burning brain would reel, 
My fevered hand would shake 

Like the warrior's glistening steel: 
A life of temperance, &c. 

3 || : But now I've signed the pledge, 

And meet with no reproof: 
With blessings I am crowned, 

Beneath this temperance roof; :|| 
Then give a glorious shout; 

Let the bells be merrily rung; 



BIBLE HARP. 307 

•The "Monsters" lease is out, 

And his death-dirge we have sung: 
A life of temperance, &c. 

Charles Marsh 



330. Hymn. 

Tune.— America. 

1 My country ! 'tis of thee, 
Sweet land of liberty — 

Of thee I sing; 
Land where my fathers' died, 
Land of the pilgrims' pride, 
From every mountain side 

Let Temp'rance ring. 

2 My native country ! thee — 
Land of the noble, free — 

Thy name I love : 
I love thy rocks and rills, 
Thy woods and templed hills ; 
My heart with rapture thrills, 

Like that above. 

3 Let music swell the breeze, 
And ring from all the trees, 

Sweet freedom's song: 
Let infant tongues awake, 
Let all that breathe partake! 
Let rocks their silence break, 

The sound prolong. 

4 Our fathers' God ! to thee, 
Author of liberty, 

To thee we sing 



308 BIBLE HARP. 

Long may our land be bright 
With freedom's holy light ; 
Protect us by thy might. 
Great God, our King ! 

331. Maine Law Ode. 

1 We're a true cold water "Union," and 

united we stand, 
In no party name do we come, 
But our glorious banner shall wave 

through the land, 
Come rally and down with old rum. 

2 The cold water standard is just what we need, 

Tis the fairest of any thing fair ; 
We can sacrifice party for temp'rance in- 
deed, 
And consistently rally just there. 

3 When the wicked one rules — the people 

all mourn — 
And he now shows his tyranous head ; 
The laws of our State are trampled upon 
And made a dead letter yes dead. 

4 Right on, for the right, then ! our motto 

shall be, 
The people will rally, I trust, 
Determined to fight till they conquer or die, 
For the cause which is holy and just. 

5 Determined to fight till the Country's re- 

deemed, 

And saved from such beast-like disgrace: 
'Till the Law is enforced 'gainst the in- 
carnate fiend, 

And respected by all of the race. 



BIBLE HABP. 309 

6 The true temp'rance men are the men of 
our choice, 
And such for your suffrage we bring, 
We have no party name, but with one 
heart and voice 
For such we will vote and will sing; 
J. G. Perry. 

33S. 0, that's the pledge for me. 
Tune — Auld Lang Syne. 

1 I love the clear cold water pledge; 

O, that's the pledge for me; 
Lord, help me praise it while I live, 
O, that's the pledge for me. 

2 Let Washingtonian songs ascend; 

O, that's the pledge for me; 
When beat and robbed long came this 
friend, 
that's the pledge for me. 

3 The pledge so dear to many a heart, 

O, that's the pledge for me; 

By land or sea the safest chart, 

O, that's the pledge for me. 

4 I'm glad I ever heard thee call, 

O, that's the pledge for me; 
The invitation's unto all, 
O, that's the pledge for me. 

5 Now sign the pledge of soberness, 

O, that's the pledge for me; 
For God, the author, designs to bless, 
O, that's the pledge for me. 

J. G, Pkrry, 



310 BIBLE HARP. 

333. Ye Sons and Daugters of the Pledge. 
For 4th July celebrations, &c. 

Tune.— Cambridge. 

1 Ye sons and daughters of the pledge, 

Awake on this proud day; 
Let every vocal power engage 
In songs of victory. 

2 At nature's temple here we meet, 

A Washingtonian host, 
The temp'rance cause to celebrate, 
And of its triumph's boast. 

3 No temp'rance foe, no enemy, 

Dare us, to make afraid; 
Religion and sobriety 

Fair freedom's land o'erspread. 

4 Our Father's God, to Thee we sing, 

Thus keep us all our days ; 
Protect us by thy might, our King, 
And thine shall be the praise. 

J. G. Perry. 

334. Well never drink again. 
Tune, — Nevee part again. 

1 'Tis good, dear friends, to sign the pledge, 
That sets the drunkard free — 
Come, join the happy, happy band, 
Wherever they may be. 
Oho. — We're marching to the field of strife, 
To give the dying drunkard life ; 
Let temp'rance, then, triumphant reign, 
And never let us drink again. 
One Voice. — What, never drink again? 
All. — No, never drink again! 



BIBLE HARP. 311 

One Voice. — "What, never drills again? 
All. — No, never drink again: 
Let temp'rance, then, triumphant reign, , 
And never let us drink again ! 

2 Weep not, dear children, weep no more, 

Weep not, thou loving wife ; 
The father and the husband lost, 
Is now restored to life. 
We're marching, &c. 

3 Behold the bright array of men, 

United in the cause; 
That thousands of the human race 
Around its standard draws. 
We're marching, &c. 

4 The temperance banner and the pledge 

By us shall be unfurled; 
And it shall be our pride and boast, 
To wave it o'er the world ! 
We're marching, &c. 

335. The Striped Pig. 

A Temperance Ode. 
Tune. — Butter, Cheese and all. 
1 We've come to fight the enemy, 
He's called the striped pig ; 
He boasts of skill and bravery, 

And he can root and dig. 
The richest lands that ever were, 

He's turned to poverty, 
And brought who did inhabit there 
To want and misery. 



312 BIBLE HARP. 

2 By land and sea, courageously 

He's fought both night and day: 
The sceptre of his tyranny, 

O'er all the world to sway. 
From east to west, from north to south, 

In triumph long he's rode; 
But soon we'll triumph in his death, 

And wheast him from the globe, 

3 Our motto shall be temperance: 

The world our battle held ; 
And with our trust in Providence, 
We'll make old striped yield. 

4 The pledge, the jewel for his nose, 

Will stop his rooting soon, 
We've signed it, now, hurra my boys, 
The victory is won. J. G. Perry. 

336. Temperance Parody on Ode on Science. 

Tune.— Ode on science. 
The morning sun shines from the East, 

And sheds his glories to the West; 
All nations with his beams are blest — 

Where'er his radiant light appears, 
So Temperance spreads her lucid ray 

O'er lands which long in drunkenness lay; 
She visits fair Columbia, 

And sets her sons among the West: 
Religion, her attendant, waits 

To bless the portals of her gates, 
So crown our Washingtonian States 

With laurels of sobriety. 
O, King Alchy's Yoke 

And the galling chain ! 



BIBLE HARP. 313 

Were urged upon our necks in Yain. 

All rummy tyrants we'll disdain, 
And shout, long live America. 
O, King Alchy's Yoke, &c. 

J. G. Perry. 

337. The Temperance Ball. 

1 Come, all ye true friends of the nation, 

Attend to humanity's call; 

Come, aid in your country's salvation, 
And roll on the Temperance ball — ■ 
And roll on the Temperance ball — 
And roll on the Temperance ball — 

Come, aid in your country's salvation, 
And roll on the Temperance ball ! 

2 And, when we have formed the blest union, 

"We'll firmly march on, one and all ; 
We'll shout when we meet in communion, 
And roll on the Temperance ball — 
And roll on the Temperance ball, &c. 

3 The Cold Water Army's advancing, 

The cohorts of rum to destroy; 
The glad eye of beauty is dancing, 
Her heart's overflowing with joy, 
Her heart's overflowing with joy, &c. 

4 The wife on her infant is gazing, 

But not now in sorrow alone; 
A husband her virtue is praising — 
The dark cloud of sorrow is gone — 
The dark cloud of sorrow is gone, &c. 

5 The maiden now truly delighted, 

Her heart beating wildly with joy, 



314 BIBLE HARP. 

Confides in the vow that is plighted— 
Her youth is a "Temperance boy" — 
Her youth is a Temperance boy, &c. 

6 The drunkard our pledge is now keeping, 

No more reeling wildly about; 
The old broken bottle is weeping, 
The last drop of misery's out — 
The last drop of misery's out, &c. 

7 How can you stand halting while beauty 

Is sweetly appealing to all, 
To come to the standard of duty, 

And roll on the Temperance ball ! 
And roll on the Temperance ball, 
And roll on the Temperance ball; 

To come to the standard of duty, 
And roll on the Temperance ball. 

338. The Washing Ionian Army. 

1 Did you ever hear of the army. 

The "Temperance Union" forms 
Did you ever hear of the citadel, 
Of alcohol, it storms. 
Cho. — 0, it is a conquest glorious, 

Go, spread the tidings wide; 

O, we'll sing a song victorious, 

And join their ranks beside. 

2 Long has he checked his enemies, 

And held them all at bay; 
But now the Temperance Union 
Bids fair to win the day. 
O, it is a conquest, &c. 

3 On, on, brave Temperance Union, 

Though dear the struggle cost; 



BIBLE HARP. 315 

Press on, and win the citadel, 
Retreat, and all is lost. 
0, it is a conquest, &c. 

4 But, lo ! it totters fearfully, 

Each bannered turret falls; 
Now, like the billows boundingly, 
Pass o'er its broken walls. 
. O, it is a conquest, &c. 

5 Soon from the ashes mouldering 

This citadel laid low, 
Ten thousand crystal rivulets, 
The gifts of God shall flow. 
O, it is a conquest, &c. 

339. 

Dialogue betwen the Teetotaler and Cider Drinker, 

Teetotaler. — 1 Come, good friend, and let 

me say 

Just one word to you this day; 

Touch not, taste not, handle not, 

And then you'll never be a sot. 

2 Total abstinence doth give, 

From the drunkard's doom reprieve; 
But to dabble with the cup, 
Burns the soul and body up. 

3 All believe this doctrine true, 

Say, my good old friend, don't you ? 
Then, I pray you, haste away, 
Sign the life-boat pledge to-day. 
Cider-Drinker. — 4 I have always understood, 
That my cider does me good; 
For my dinner it is sauce, 
Can I give it up, alas ? V 



316 BIBLE HAKP. 

5 Yes, indeed, it does ine good, 
So I've always understood; 
Spare, oh, spare my cider mug, 
"While you dash the old rum jug. 

Teetotaler. — 6 Have you always understood, 
That your cider does you good ? 
Brush the cobwebs from your brain, 
Then the grand mistake is plain. 

7 Come, good friend, be honest once, 
Talk no longer like a dunce, 
Let not appetite prevail, 
Appetite with truth assail. 

Cider-Drinker. — 8 Well, I'll sign the life- 
boat pledge, 
And round my soul I'll rear a hedge ; 
Spare no more the cider mug, 
Dash it with the old rum-jug. 

340. "We're soldiers of the Water King.'* 

1 We're soldiers of the water king, 

His laws we will obey; 
Virtue and health are his reward, 
We want no better pay. 
Cho. — Then let us sing the water king, 
Good soldiers one and all; 
Our banners to the breeze we'll fling, 
And down with alcohol. 

2 We boast no sword or glittering spear, 

Ours is a bloodless crown; 
A purer, brighter, fairer thing 
Than conquerors ever won. Cho, 



BIBLE HARP. 317 

3 Our strength is in the living spring, 
And long as waters run, 
Or grass grows green, we're pledged to keep 
Our temperance armor on. Cho. 
4: What though the fire-king mocks our host' 
As great Goliath did; 
We've Temperance David's in our ranks, 
Who'll bring away his head. Cho. 

341. Pledge for the Chieftain. 
Tune. —Hail to the Chief. 

1 Pledge for the Chieftain immortal in story, 

Honored and blest be our Washing- 
ton's name; 
Sons of his sire whom his sword led to 
glory, 
The longer we flourish, the broader 
this fame; 
Pledge every hand and heart, 
Pledge never more to part, 
True to the bond that unites us in one ; 
Let every mother's son 
Shout for our Washington, 
On brothers, on, till the battle is done. 

2 Ours is no summer pledge, gone with the 

fountains, 
That gush from the heart, while the 

tide feeling flows ; 
Firm shall it stand, as the rock seated 

mountains, 
Stainless our faith as the ever-white 

snows ; 



318 BIBLE HARP. 

Widow and orphan child, 

Wailing in accents wild, 
Beckon us onward, and point to their woe; 

Let every Western glen 

Ring to our shout again, 
On brothers, on, till their tears cease to 
flow. 

3 Warm glows the hearth, and the wife 
smiles beside it, 
Night lacks her gloom, and the winter 
his cold ; 
O, the sweet pratling babe, let the miser 
deride it, 
Mine be the hearth-stone, and his be the 
gold; 
O ! that our noble cause — 
Health of our land and laws 
Wide may prevail, till the curse is no more, 
Till prairie, and land, and glen, 
Send us their land. Amen. 
God bless our country from centre to shore. 

34S. 

Tune. — Old Rosin the Bow. 

1 Come, join in our Temperance army, 

And put on the Washington badge; 
I'm sure that it never will harm you, 
To give in your names to the pledge. 

2 We've launched out a cold water frigate, 

And called it the Temperance ship; 
And invite you to help us to rig it, 
And join in our teetotal trip. 



BIBLE HAEP. 319 

3 She's fully insured in her cruising, 

From piracy, shipwreck, and fire, 
And you may be sure of not losing 
Your wages or character by her., 

4 Her crew, are men, honest and hearty, 

Her cargo is plenty and peace; 
. Come then, join our teetotal party, 
And all your old sorrows will cease. 

5 We're bound for a haven of gladness, 

And all the worlds joining our crew; 
I'm sure then 'tis folly and madness, 
If you'll not embark with us too. 

6 Hurrah ! for the Washington banner, 

That floats o'er our Temperance ship ; 
Come on then, ye hearties, and man her, 
And take a long teetotal trip. 

343. u And are you sure the news is true ?" 
Tune.— There's nae luck about the house. 

1 And are ye sure the news is true ? 

And are ye sure he's sign'd? 
I can't believe the joyful tale, 

And leave my fears behind; 
If John has sign'd and drinks no more, 

The happiest wife am I, 
That ever swept a cottage hearth, 

Or sung a lullaby. 
For there's been nae luck about the house, 

There's been nae luck at a', 
And ganes the comfort o' the house, 
Since he to drink did fa' ! 

2 Whose eye so kind, whose hand so strong* 

Whose love so true will shine; 



320 BIBLE HAKP. 

If he have bent his heart and hand, 

The total pledge to sign; 
But what puts breaking in my head ? 

I trust he'll taste no more; 
Be still, be still, my beating heart, 
Hark ! hark ! he's at the door. 
For there's been nae luck, &c. 
3 And blessings on the helping hand, 
That sends him back to me; 
Haste, haste ye little ones, and run 

Your father's face to see; 
And are you sure, my John, you've signed ? 

And are you sure 'tis past ? 
Then mine's the happiest, brightest home, 

On temp'rance shores at last. 
For there's been nae luck about the house, 

But now 'tis comfort all ! 
And heaven preserve my ain good man, 
That he may never fall ! 

344. 

1 Farewell to the cup, we have tarried too 

long, 
Where the juice of the grape adds its 

witchery to song, 
And the thoughts that flowed freely are 

sombre and dull, 
And our brains become heavy — farewell 

to the bowl. 

2 No longer the eye beams with intellects 

fires, 
No longer the tongue's fancy power in- 
spires ; 



BIBLE HARP. 321 

But flushed is the brow, and degraded the 

soul, 
And our minds have departed, farewell to 

the bowl. 

3 Oh, tarry no longer where joy flies away, 
And the heart and the soul lose their 

richest array; 
Where eye, mocketh eye, as unmeaning 

they roll, 
And the tongue whispers folly-farewell to 

the bowl. 

4 think if the maiden who smiles in thine 

eyes, 

Once saw thy proud mind in this shame- 
ful disguise; 

How her heart would reject thee, how 
sadly her soul 

Would pity and leave thee — Oh, flee from 
the bowl. 

5 Oh think ! ere the moment of thinking is 

past, 
And the chains of the mighty upon thee 

are cast; 
Beturn, ere the iron shall enter thy soul, 
And thy whole life besides be a curse on 

the bowl. 

345. 

1 Oh, water for me, bright water for me ! 
And wine from the tremulous debauchee ! 
It cooleth the brow, it cooleth the brain, 
It maketh the faint one strong again; 



322 BIBLE HABP. 

It comes o'er the sense like a breeze from 

the sea 
All freshness like infant purity; 
Oh water, bright water for me, for me ! 
Give wine, give wine to the debauchee. 

2 Fill to the brim ! fill, fill to the brim, 
Let the flowing crystal kiss the rim, 
For my hand is steady, my eye is true, 
For I like the flowers, drink naught but 

dew; 
Oh ! water, bright water's a mine of wealth, 
And the ores it yieldeth are vigor and 

health ; 
So water, pure water for me, for me, 
And wine for the tremulous debauchee. 

3 Fill again to the brim — again to the brim, 
For water strengthens life and limb, 

To the days of the aged it addeth length, 
To the might of the strong it addeth 

strength ; 
It freshens the heart, it brightens the sight, 
'Tis like quaffing a goblet of morning light; 
So water, I'll drink naught but thee, 
Thou parent of health and energy. 

1 Some sing the praise of rosy wine, 

Its sparkling color bright, 
But in such songs with them to join, 

We cannot take delight; 
"We have a rich and nobler theme, 

Fit for a prince or king, 



BIBLE HARE 3-23 

'Tis Water, pure, and fresh, and good, 
From Roger William's spring. 

2 This will give health, and joy, and peace, 

Refreshing ever power, 
We want no better drink than this 

In trials darkest hour ; 
To cheer the heart and quench the thirst. 

It is the very thing, 
Then give us water, pure and good, 

From Roger William's spring. 

Our sires drank from this living spring, 

Two hundred years ago, 
And from this fountain water clear 

Continues still to How; 
Then we on this our festal day 

Will of its virtues sing, 
And drink this water, pure and good, 

From Roger William's spring. 

347. 

1 There's wicked rogues in every place. 

Who prey upon the human race ; 

But there's not one among them all 

A rogue so great as alcohol. 

Cho. — For we have always found him so, 

The greatest rogue in the country, 0! 
And We've tried him well, and now we 

know, 
He's just what we have told you, ! 

He'll promise fair to be your friend, 
If you with him your time will spend J 



324 BIBLE HABP. 

But when your money is all gone, 

He'll treat you with contempt and scorn. 

cho. 

3 He'll make you think that when you drink 
He's saving you from ruin's brink; 

But every single glass you fill, 

Will only sink 3 r ou deeper still. Cho. 

4 He whispers in your ear by stealth, 
That drinking leads to fame and' wealth ; 
But soon you'll find that both have flown, 
And left you naught but rags alone. Cho. 

5 Then come, dear friend, come one and all, 
And down with old King Alcohol ; 
Of all deceivers he's the worst, 
A rogue and liar from the first. Cho. 

348. 

1 Times wont be good, 'tis plain to see, 'till 

we're rid of alcohol, 
And then we'll have a glorious time to roll 

the temperance ball; 
Then let us rouse with might, and main, 

together one and all, 
And work, and work, and work, and work 

against King Alcohol. 

2 The tailors too, they're on the spot to roll 

the temperance ball, 
They know they never got a job from old 

King Alcohol; 
They'll cut, and baste, and cabbage, and 
press, and sew, and stitch, and hem. 
And stitch, and baste, cabbage and sponge 
for all the temprance men. 



BIBLE HARP. 325 

3 Shoemakers, too, with right good will, 

will join the working throng, 
And what they do for temperance, they'll 

do both neat and strong, 
They'll cut, and crimp, and last, and stitch, 

and peg, and black, and ball, 
And peg, and crimp, and last, and peg 

and peg old Alcohol. 

4 The blacksmiths will roll up their sleeves, 

and make their sledges swing, 
And in the cause of temperance they'll 

make their anvils ring ; 
They'll blow and strike, and forge, and 
weld, and make the cinders fly, 
And hammer, and hammer and strike, and 
forge, for old Alcohol must die. 

5 The ladies too, are coming up, to help us 

in the cause, 
And what they do for temperance will 

meet with our applause; 
They'll laugh, and cry, and sing, and sigh, 

and smile, and pout, and frown, 
And talk, and talk, and talk, and talk the 

monster out of town. 

349. 

Tune.— Bruce's Address. 

1 United in a peaceful band, 

To drive intemp'rance from the land, • 
We're joined in heart, we're joined in hand, 
The cold w r ater army. 

2 We'll raise our happy voices high, 
', In loudest accents to the sky, 



326 BIBLE HARP. 

While heaven and earth shall then reply, 
. The cold water army. 

3 We make the woods and valleys ring 
With loudest echoes while we sing, 
While all around re-echoes bring, 

The cold water army. 

4 O Lord, let now a copious shower 
Of grace descending on us pour, 
Nor let one blighting prospect lower, 

The cold water army. 

5 O may we meet around thy throne, 

To praise Thee there in strains unknown, 
And flowers of love and peace be strewn, 
The cold water army. 

35>0. O. M- 

1 Intemperance like a raging flood, 

Is sweeping o'er the land, 
Its dire effects in tears and blood, 
Are traced on every hand. 

2 It still flows on and bears away 

Ten thousands to their doom; 
Who shall the mighty torrent stay, 
And disappoint the tomb. 

3 Almighty God ! no hand but thine 

Can check this flowing tide; 
Stretch out thine arm of power divine, 
And bid the flood subside. 

4 Dry up the source from whence it flows, 

Destroy its fountain head; 
That dire intemperance and its woes, 
No more the earth o'erspread. 



BIBLE HABP. 327 

331. 

Tune.— Will you come to the Bower. 

1 Will you come to the grove, 'tis a beauti- 

ful shade, 
And partake of the viands so tastefully 

spread ? 
Say will you, will you, will you, will 

you 
Come to the grove ? 

2 Will you come to the spot where the ever- 

greens grow, 
Where leaves drink the dew, and decay 

never know ? 
Say will you, will you, will' you, will 

you 
Come to the spot? 

3 We will sportively chant, and will merrily 

sing, 
While we drink of the water that flows 

from the spring; 
Say will you, will you, will you, will 

you 
Come to the grove ? 

4 Will you bring each his mate, and invite 

him to sign 
The sweet pledge, the safe pledge, to drink 

water, not wine ? 
Say will you, will you, will you, will 

you 
Come to the grove ? 



328 BIBLE HAEP. 

5 'Tis the hope of our country, that pledge 
it will save, 
Full many a youth from the inebrates' 

grave. 
Say will you, will you, will you, will 
you 
All sign the pledge? 

Tune.— The Chariot. 

1 The Clarion, the Clarion of freedom now 

sounds, 

From the East to the West, independence 
resounds ; 

From the hills and the streams, and the far 
distant skies, 

Let the shout, ''Independence from al- 
cohol, " rise. 

2 The army, the army have taken the field, 
The hosts of cold water, no, never will 

yield; 
From fountains refreshed animation now 

glows, 
With ardor immortal now rush on their 

foes. 

3 The armor, the armor that guilds every 

breast, 
Is the hope of deliverance for thousands 

distress'd; 
With words of persuasion we call on the 

throng, 
Desert the black banner and join in our 

song. 



BIBLE HARP. 329 

4 The banners, the banners of freedom now 

wave, 
Lo ! the eagle now covers the ranks of the 

brave ; 
With the shout, "Independence," every 

creature shall sing, 
From cruel taxation of Alcohol King. 

5 The conflict, the conflict will shortly be 

o'er, 

And the demon Intemperance shall tri- 
umph no more; 

O'er the tears, and the sighs, and pre- 
mature graves, 

See, the flag of our freedom eternally waves. 

3£>3. 

Tune. — Greenville. 

1 Onward, onward, band victorious ! 

Rear the temp'rance banner high ! 
Thus far hath your cause been glorious, 

Now your day of triumph is nigh; 
Vice and error flee before you, 

As the darkness flies the sun ; 
Onward, vict'ry hovers o'er you, 

Soon the battle will be won ! 

2 Onward, onward ! songs and praises 

Eing to heaven's topmost arch, 
Wheresoever your standard raises, 

And your conquering legions march; 
Gird the temp'rance armor on you, 

Look for guidance from above, 
God and angels smile upon you, 

Hasten then your work of love ! 



330 BIBLE HARP. 

3 Lo ! what multitudes despairing ! 

Widows, orphans, heirs of woe, 
And the slaves their fetters wearing, 

Reeling madly to and fro; 
Mercy, justice, both entreat you, 

To destroy their bitter foe ; 
Christians, patriots, good men greet you, 

To the conflict bravely go ! 

4 To the vender and distiller 

Thunder truth with startling tone ! 
Swell the accents louder, shriller, 

Make their guilt enormous known; 
Onward, onward ! never falter, 

Cease not till the earth is free, 
Swear on temp'rance holy altar, 

Death is yours, or victory. 

354. 

Tune. — Beuce's Address. 

1 Friends of freedom swell the song, 
Young and old the strains prolong, 
Make the temp'rance army strong, 

And on to victory. 

2 Lift your banners, let them wave, 
Onward march the world to save, 
Who would fill a drunkard's grave, 

And bare his infamy. 

3 Shrink not when the foe appears, 
Spurn the cowards guilty fears, 
Hear the shrieks, behold the tears, 

Of ruined families. 



BIBLE HABP, 331 

4 Baise the cry in every spot, 
Touch not, taste not, handle not, 
Who would be a drunken sot, 

The worst of miseries ? 

5 Give the aching bosom rest, 
Carry joy to every breast, 

Make the wretched drunkard blest, 
By living soberly. 

6 Baise the glorious watchword high, 
Touch not, taste not, till you die, 
Let the echo reach the sky, 

And earth keep jubilee. 

7 God of mercy hear us plead, 
For thy help we intercede; 
See how many bosoms bleed, 

And heal them speedily. 

8 Hasten, Lord, the happy day, 
When beneath thy gentle ray, 
Temp'rance all the world shall sway, 

And reign triumphantly 

3^£>. Sons of Temperance. 

Parody, Tune.— Marseilles Hymn. 

1 Sons of Temperance wake to glory, 

And shout a vict'ry's won, 
Wake, awake, and I'll tell the story, 

What the temp'rance cause has done; 
Tell of Father Matthew's coming 

In the name of Washington, 

In the name of Washington, 
And the brave Baltimorean's, 



332 BIBLE HARP. 

And the Maine Law champion Dow, 
And the Reverend Thomas Tew, 
Against the tyrant Alcohol. 

Marching on, marching on, 
With hearts resolved 
On glorious victory. 
Marching on, &c. 

2 Then songs of joy and soberness 
Were made their great employ, 
No tongue can tell one-half the bliss, 

What the faithful shall enjoy; 
Then sons of temp'rance wake to glory, 

And shout the vict'ry's won, 
Wake, wake, and I'll tell the story, 

How the good cause still goes on; 
Tell how "Good Templer" hosts are 
coming 
From the East, West, North and South, 
From the East, West, North and South, 
And our "Union" ranks are forming, 

Determined to dethrone 
The tyrant Alcohol, 

And never let him rise again. 
Marching on, marching on, 
All hearts resolved 
On glorious victory. 
Marching on, &c. 

J. G. Perry. 



BIBLE HARP. 333 



1. Doxologies. L. M. 

Praise God, from whom all blessings flow ; 
Praise him, all creatures here below; 
Praise him above, ye heavenly host ; 
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 

53. C. M. 

Let God, the Father,, and the Son, 

And Spirit be ador'd, 
Where there are works to make him known, 

Or saints to love the Lord. 

3. Si M. 

Ye angels round the throne, 
And saints that dwell below, 

Worship the Father, praise the Son, 
And bless the Spirit too. 

To God, the Father's throne, 

Yonr highest honors raise, 
Glory to God, the Son, 

To God, the Spirit, praise; 
With all our powers 

Eternal King, thy name we sing, 
While faith adores. 



334 BIBLE HARP. 

&. 7s. 

Sing we to our God above, 
Praise eternal as his love; 
Praise him all ye heavenly host, 
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 

O. ^s & 7s. 

May the grace of Christ, our Saviour, 

And the Father's boundless love, 
With the holy Spirit's favor 

Eest upon us from above; 
Thus may we abide in union 

With each other and the Lord, 
And possess in sweet communion 

Joys which earth cannot afford. 

To thee be praise forever, 

Thou glorious King of kings ; 
Thy wondrous love and favor 

Each ransomed spirit sings : 
Well celebrate thy glory, 

With all thy saints above, 
And shout the joyful story 

Of thy redeeming love. 



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WINDHAM. L. M. 

DANIEL REAP, 



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FOREST. L. M. 



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337 



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ROCKINGHAM. L. M. 

Dr. LOWELL MASON. 









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339 



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VERNON'S CHANT. L. M. 

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341 



HEBRON. L. M. 

Dr. LOWELL MASON. 



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BOYLSTON. S. M. 

Dr. LOWELL MASON. 



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DTJANE STKEET. Concluded. 



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THE WORTH OF PRAYER. L. M. 

(HYMN, 104.) H. P. VAN ARSDALE. 

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BIBLE HARP. 345 

THE WORTH OF PRAYER. Concluded. 






worth of prayer, Teach us,0 Lord, the worth of prayer. 



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346 BIBLE HAKP. 

STAB OF BETHLEHEM. L. M. 



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STAB, OF BETHLEHEM. Concluded. 



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348 



BIBLE HAEP. 
MELODY. C. M. 



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BELIEVER. C. M. 

Arr. by H. P. MAIN. 



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350 BIBLE HAEP. 

CHRISTMAS. C. M. 

Arr. by S. J. VAIL. 



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MEAB. C. M. 



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BALEEMA. C. M. 




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NOKTHFIELD. C. M> 

J. IN GALLS. 

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NORTHFIELD. Concluded. 







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CORONATION. C. M. 

OLIVER HOLDEN. 









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CORONATION. Concluded. 

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LAND OF BEST. C. M. D. 



357 




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ATJLD LANG SYNE. 0. M. D. 



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DENNIS. S. M. 



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BETHANY. 6s & 7sjg 



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LENOX. H. M. 



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372 BIBLE HARP. 

MARTYN. 7 P.M. 7s. 

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MISSIONARY HYMN. Concluded. 



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INVITATION. 8s, 7s & 4s. 



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ZION. 8s, 7s & 4s. 

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WEBB. 7s & 6s. 



379 



G. J. WEBB. 









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GANGES. 4, P. M. 



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381 



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AMERICA. Concluded. 






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BELIANCE. L. M. 



I. B. WOODBURY. 



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THE PURE TESTIMONY. 12 & 8. 






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THE PUKE TESTIMONY. Concluded. 






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INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 



A charge to keep I have 45 

A few more days of grief and toil 266 

Afflictions, though they seem severe 96 

A glorious day is breaking 304 

Ah, guilty sinner, ruined by transgression 76 

Alas, and did my Saviour bleed 94 

A life of temperance 306 

A little while longer here below 168 

All hail the power of Jesus' name 194 

Almighty love implore 239 

Amazing grace ! how sweet the sound, 195 

Am I a soldier of the cross 48 

And am I only born to die 115 

And are ye sure the news is true 319 

A poor wayfaring man of grief 174 

Arise and shine, O Zion fair. 170 

Arise my soul, arise, shake off thy guilty fears 49 

As flies the shuttle o'er the loom 181 

Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep 196 

As near to Calvary I pass 246 

Attend ye saints and hear me tell 142 

Awaked by Sinai' s awful sound 244 

Awake my harp and tongue to sing 8 

Awake my soul in joyful lays 36 

Begin, my soul, th' exalted lay 180 

Behold a stranger at the door 70 

Behold, behold the lamb of God 11 

Behold the Saviour of mankind 16 

Behold the morning sun 197 

Beside the Gospel pool 259 

Bless the Lord, O my soul, for the work 55 

Blest be the tie that binds 82 

Born to be born again 1 58 

Blow ye the trumpet blow 87 



390 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 

Brethren and sisters, ere we part 147 

Brethren, we have met for worship 6& 

Brethren, while we sojourn here 46 

Broad is the road that leads to death 274 

Buried beneath the yielding wave 136 

Children, children, keep the Lord in view... 186 

Children of the heavenly King 32 

Come all ye true friends of the nation 3] 3 

Come brethren and sisters that love my dear - 156 
Come brothers will you go along with me. . . . 59 

Come brethren don't grow weary 296 

Come children drink the balmy dew 199 

Come good friend and let me say 315 

Come Holy Spirit, Heavenly Dove 229 

Come humble sinner in whose breast 77 

Come join in our temperance army 318 

Come let us anew our journey pursue 199 

Come my christian friends and brethren 248 

Come my brethren let us try 38 

Come precious soul and let us take 177 

Come sinner hear the Gospel word 74 

Come sinners to the Saviour 75 

Come sinner to the Gospel feast 86 

Come thou fount of every blessing 31 

Come trembling sinner come 78 

Come to the house of prayer 200 

Come to Jesus, come to Jesus, 275 

Come we that love the Lord 25 

Come weary souls with sins distressed 201 

Come ye disconsolate, wheree'er you languish 275 

Come ye sinners poor and needy 79 

Daniel's wisdom may I know 255 

Danghter of Zion awake from thy slumbers.. 202 

Dark and thorny is the desert 22 

Dear flock with willing feet you've come...- 153 

Did Christ o'er sinners weep 16 

Did you ever hear of the army 314 

Dismiss us with thy blessing, Lord, 202 

Don't you see my Jesus coming 238 

Down from the willow bough 13 



INDEX OF FIRST LINES 391 

Earth hath engrossed my love too long II* 

Faith, hope, and charity, these three 20^ 

Farewell my dear brethren, the time 26? 

Farewell to the cup, we have tarried too long 320 

Far from mortal cares retreating 20$ 

Far from my thoughts vain world begone 10^ 

Forever with the Lord 204 

Friends of freedom swell the song 330 

From Greenland's icy mountains 20^ 

From whence doth this union arise I4l 

Give me the wings of faith 70 

Glory to God that I have found 27 

God made the heavens, earth and hell 163 

God moves in a mysterious way 298 

Hail the day so long expected 171 

Hail thou blest morn, when the great 172 

Hark ! don't you hear the turtle dove 65 

Hark ! from the tombs a doleful sound 302 

Hark ! hear the sound on earth is found 51 

Hark ! my soul it is the Lord 54 

Hark ! ten thousand harps and voices 206 

Hark ! the voice of love and mercy 207 

Hear the Royal Proclamation 71 

Here we meet to part again 207 

How are thy servants blest, O Lord 293 

How dear to my heart are the days 303 

How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord- 276 

How happy is the man who has chosen 29 

How happy is the Pilgrim's lot 39 

How happy every child of grace 57 

How happy, how glorious, how joyful I feel.. 165 

How lost was my condition 209 

How painfully pleasing the fond recollection. 164 

How pleasant 'tis to see 141 

How precious is the book divine 302 

How precious is the name brethren sing 10 

How sweet, how heavenly is the sight 297 

How sweet the name of Jesus sounds 210 

How sweet to reflect on the joys that await-- 105 
How sweet will be the welcome home 265 



392 INDEX OF FIEST LINES. 

How tedious and tasteless the hours ^1 

Hush my babe, lie still and slumber 211 

I dearly love a little child 193 

I have a Father in the promised land 117 

I have started for Canaan, must I leave you.. 230 

I know that my Redeemer lives 20 

I'll try to prove faithful 47 

I love it, I love it, and who shall dare 97 

I love the clear cold water pledge 309 

I'm a pilgrim and I'm a stranger 157 

I'm a traveler to a home 182 

I'm not ashamed to own my Lord 213 

In all my Lord's appointed ways 137 

In early life, while infant years 27 

In evil long I took delight, 235 

In expectation sweet 291 

In Jordan s tide the Baptist stands 260 

Intemperance like a raging flood 326 

In the Christian home in glory 178 

In witness of the gospel an ordinance we find 269 

I've heard young converts say 58 

I would not live alway, I ask not to stay 213 

Jerusalem my glorious home 277 

Jerusalem my happy home 278 

Jesus, and shall it ever be 40 

Jesus, I love thy charming name 279 

Jesus, I my cross have taken 33 

Jesus, grant us all a blessing 149 , 

Jesus, lover of my soul 271 

Jesus, my all to heaven is gone 104 

Jesus, the vision of thy face 185 

Joyfully, joyfully, onward I roam 110 

Kind friends we welcome you with hearts. . . . 152 
Let me go to my home, to my haven of rest,. . 108 

Let party names no more 214 

Let sinners take their course 26 

Let thy kingdom, blessed Saviour 241 

Let us pray for one another 286 

Life is the time to serve the Lord 279 

Lift up your heads Immanuel's friends 41 



INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 393 

Like a ship, see the church 234 

Look ye saints, the day is breaking 132 

Lord d ismiss us with thy blessing 150 

Lord I am thine, but thou wilt prove 94 

Lord in the morning thou shalt hear 1 38 

Low down in the beautiful valley 30 

Majestic sweetness sits enthroned 215 

Mary to the Saviour's tomb 298 

'Mid scenes of confusion 109 

Must Jesus bear the cross alone 215 

My beloved wilt thou own me 21 

My bible leads to glory 9 

My christian friends in bonds of love, 1 48 

My country 'tis of thee, 307 

My days are gliding swiftly by 231 

My soul be on thy guard 47 

My soul doth magnify the Lord 42 

My soul's full of glory inspiring my tongue... 112 

Nay, I cannot let thee go 160 

Nearer my God to thee 263 

Never be afraid to speak for Jesus 71 

Now since I've been baptized 135 

Now the Saviour stands a pleading 84 

Now the shades of night are coming 138 

O breathe a reformation flame 51 

O careless sinner, come, pray now attend 83 

O come my loving neighbour will you go.... 187 

O for a closer walk with G-od 34 

O for a heart that loves to pray 103 

O for a thousand tongues to sing 257 

O glorious hope of perfect love 107 

O happy souls how fast you go 159 

O hark en sinner, we have cause 251 

O happy day that fixed my choice 280 

O how happy are they 60 

O water for me bright water for me 321 

O Lord, at evening's close, this night 139 

O Lord, we bow before thy throne ] 84 

Once more my soul, the rising day 216 

On Jordan's stormy banks I stand 131 



394= INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 

O no we cannot sing the song 21 7 

On the mountain's top appearing 218 

Onward christian, though the region 217 

Onward, onward, band victorious 329 

Onward, onward, men of heaven 133 

O render thanks to God above 218 

O there will be mourning „ 250 

O thoughtless sinners think 79 

O thou in whose presence my soul 14 

O thou my soul, bless God the Lord 224 

O thou that driest the mourner's tear 90 

O thou that hearest the prayer of faith, 219 

O tell me where the dove has flown 175 

O turn ye, O turn ye for why will you die 88 

O twas*a joyful sound to hear, 220 

Our Father," God who art in heaven, 99 

Our Saviour bowed beneath the wave 135 

Out on the ocean all boundless we ride 282 

O we're a band of brethren dear 161 

O what ship is this, that is now sailing by 62 

O when shall I see Jesus 183 

Palms of glory raiment bright 220 

Pledge for the Chieftian immortal in story, . . 307 

Prayer is the soul's sincere desire 99 

Pray on my brethren in the Lord, 60 

Precious Bible, what a treasure 8 

Questions and doubts be heard no more 289 

Religion is a most glorious treasure, 25 

Remember thy Creator 69 

Return. O wanderer return 92 

Rock of ages, cleft for me 283 

Salem's bright King, Jesus by name, 134 

Salvation, O the joyful sound 221 

Saviour, visit thy plantation 50 

Saw ye my Saviour, saw ye my Saviour, 19 

Say, brothers, will you meet us 208 

See in Jordan, John baptizing 272 

See from Zion's sacred mountain 284 

Shall we meet beyond the river 1 79 

Show pity Lord , O Lord forgive 95 



INDEX OF FIKST LINES. 395 

Sinners, can you scorn the message 192 

Sinners, repent and sin no more 193 

Sinners, turn, why will ye die ? 292 

Sister, thou wast mild and lovely 67 

Some sing the praise of rosy wine, 322 

Sons of temperance wake 331 

Sons of Zion wake to glory 44 

Sound forth in tuneful number 7 

Stand up for Jesus all who lead his host 301 

Stop, poor sinner, stop and think, 85 

Sweet hour of prayer 264 

Sweet is the work my Lord my King 221 

Sweet land of rest for thee I sigh 114 

Sweet Sunday School I love the place 299 

Swiftly indeed our moments fly 258 

That awful day will surely come 124 

The chariot, the chariot, 232 

The clarion, the clarion of freedom, 328 

The day approacheth, O my soul, 175 

The day is past and gone 140 

The glorious light of Zion is spreading 67 

The glorious time is rolling on 261 

The Gospel ship is sailing by 64 

The heavens declare thy glory Lord, 222 

The judgment day is rolling on 123 

The Lord into his garden comes 53 

The midnight cry in mercy sounds 169 

The morning light is breaking, 223 

The morning sun, shines from the East 312 

The old Israelites knew what it was 1 62 

The pure testimony put forth in the Spirit 167 

The sands of time are sinking 189 

The Spirit in our hearts, 45 

The voice of free grace cries 227 

The white flag of temperance '. . 308 

The worth of truth no tongue can tell 161 

There are wicked rogues in every place 323 

There is a fountain filled with blood, 20 

There is a friend above all others 225 

There is a happy land 300 



396 INDEX OF FIRST LINES 

There is a harp whose thrilling sound, 225 

There is a heaven o'er yonder skies 107 

There is a house not made with hands 185 

There is a land of pleasure 129 

There is a land of pure delight 188 

There is an hour of peaceful rest 289 

There is a world of peace and pleasure 126 

There's a light in the window 291 

This is the field the world below 272 

Times wont be good 'tis plain to see 324 

? Tis a point I long to know 93 

'Tis good dear friends to sign the pledge 310 

'Tis the last call of mercy 89 

Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb 23 

Thou sweet gliding Kedron 284 

Thou very Paschal Lamb 155 

Through all the changing scenes of life 36 

Through tribulations deep 176 

Thus far the Lord has led me on, 228 

Thus was the great Redeemer plunged 108 

Thy life I read my gracious Lord, 262 

To-day if you will hear his voice 285 

Together let us sweetly live 54 

To leave my dear friends 102 

Tossed upon life's raging billows 150 

United in a peaceful band 325 

Vain man, on foolish pleasures bent, 288 

Watchman tell us of the night 300 

We are bound for the land of the pare 124 

We are waiting by the river 236 

We come around thy table Lord 137 

Welcome dear brethren to this place 247 

We're going home, we've had visions bright-. 37 

We're marching to a blissful home Ill 

We're met dear friends in Jesus name 246 

We're soldiers of the water king 316 

We're travelling home to heaven above 81 

We speak, we speak of the realms 125 

We've come to fight the enemy 31 1 

We've found the rock the travelers cried. ... 23 



INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 397 

We welcome you friends to our home 155 

What glory gilds the sacred page 288 

What heavenly music do I hear 198 

What is it that steals o'er my frame 120 

What's this that steals, 119 

What various hindrances we meet 101 

When all thy mercies O my God 144 

When gathering clouds around I view 257 

When I can read my title clear 127 

When I set out for glory 61 

When 1 survey the wondrous cross 290 

When Joseph his brethren beheld 252 

When marshalled on the nightly plain 35 

When shall the voice of singing 132 

When shall we all meet again 146 

When shall we meet again 145 

When strangers stand and hear me tell 41 

When thou my righteous Judge shall come.. 122 
When torn is the bosom by sorrow and care.. 100 

When two or three with sweet accord 292 

Where is now a righteous Noah 173 

Where two or three together meet 254 

While nature was sinking in stillness to rest.- 17 

While with ceaseless course the sun 151 

Whither goest thou pilgrim stranger 249 

Who can forbear to sing, 128 

Why sleep we my brethren come let us arise.- 56 

Why do we mourn departing friends 118 

With love and pity I look round 73 

Will you come to the cross I have died on 80 

Will you come to the grove 327 

Within these doors assembled now 97 

Ye glittering toys of earth adieu 255 

Ye living men come view the ground, 116 

Ye sons and daughters of the pledge 310 

Yes my native land I love thee 294 

Young people all attention give 243 

Your harps ye trembling saints 295 

Zion awake thy strength renew, 296 

Zion stands with hills surrounded, 228 



398 INDEX OF TUNES. 

Biglow L. M page 335 

Windham L. M - 336 

Forest L. M 337 

Rockingham L. M 338 

Uxbridge L. M... 339 

Vernon's Chant L. M. 340 

Hebron L. M 341 

Duane Street L. M 342 

The worth of prayer L. M. 344 

Star of Bethlehem L, M 346 

Reliance L. M 384 

Melody C. M 348 

Believer C. M 349 

Christmas C. M 350 

Mear CM 351 

Balerma C. M 352 

Ortonville C. M 353 

Northfield C M.. 354 

Coronation C. M 355 

Salvation CM 381 

Landof Rest C M. D 357 

Auld Lang Syne C M. D 35g 

Lenox H. M 368 

Boylston S. M 342 

Dennis S. M 360 

No sorrow there S. M 361 

Laban S. M , 345 



INDDEX OF TUNES. 399 

Golden Hill S. M 347 

Shirland S. M 362 

Bremen P. M 364 

Martyn P. M. 7s 372 

Ganges . P. M 38 Q 

Harwell P. M 388 

America 6s &4s 382 

Bethany 6s & 7s 366 

Pleyel's Hymn 7s 369 

Nurernburg 7s 371 

Hendon 7s 374 

Eltham 7s, Double 373 

Toplady .....7s, 6 lines 370 

Webb 7s&6s 379 

Missionary Hymn 7s & 6s 375 

Invitation 8s, 7s & 4s 377 

Zion . 8s, 7s & 4s 378 

Greenville. .' 8s & 7s. Double 367 

Blessed Bible 8s & 7s. Double 385 

Frederick lis 363 

The Pure Testimony. -.12 & 8 386 



400 

In the Boston Preacher's Meeting recently the 
subject being under discussion, "How can our 
camp meetings be made more profitable 1 There 
was a strong and general expression of disapprov- 
al of those sentimental and often senseless ditties 
that in our Conference meetings have taken the 
place of the good old "theological" hymns of 
Charles Wesley. One brother said that his peo- 
ple had sung '-' Will you meet me at the river, "' 
" Climbing up Zion's hill," and the like, till they 
appeared to be utterly ignorant of the hymns in 
the Methodist collection, and when he struck up 
one of them he had to sing it alone. We have 
long been satisfied that the church has suffered im- 
mensely by the substitution of the jujune stuff, 
both music and poetry, of the numerous musical 
treatises for social worship, which, like the frogs 
of Egypt, have come up all over the land for the 
rich spiritual hymns of Charles Wesley, full of 
gospel truth and gospel power, which our fathers 
used to sing in the deep and noble melodies of a 
former generation into the hearts and consciences 
of awakened sinners till their chains fell off, and 
they leaped into the liberty of the kingdom of 
God. Zion's Herald, 



This Methodist utterance suits U3. We depre- 
cate the piety that would substitute the light, friv- 
olous songs of children for the solid old hymns 
which have inspired the church for ages. Let us 
have singing worthy of Christ's kingdom, and the 
great cause we advocate among men. Gingle is 
not always music, and variety is not always reli- 
gion. 

Christian Era. 



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